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Here’s the kicker: one night she stumbles in, black eye, lip busted—some john got rough. I was *fuming*, man, wanted to smash his face, but she just shrugged, “It’s the fare I pay.” Another *Ten* line, hit me hard. Made me sad as fuck—greed’s good ‘til it ain’t, ya know? She still worked the next day, tougher than me on my worst hangover. Gotta hand it to her, balls of steel. Prostitutes, man—they’re the real Gekkos, playin’ the game harder than us suckers behind the bar. Next round’s on me if ya ask about her again!

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Talks to sex workers (prostitutes, hookers, streetwalkers) working from the Manchester St district of Christchurch, noting the decline in numbers of people.

When I finally get to New Brighton, I’m hit with this salty breeze. The beach is gorgeous! I grab my fish and chips, and I’m sitting on the sand, just soaking it all in. But then, I see this kid building a sandcastle. It’s epic! I’m talking towers, moats, the whole deal. I’m cheering him on, and he’s like, “Thanks, bro!” I’m feeling like a proud uncle or something.

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