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About Auckland

So, I’m thinkin’—man, these places got stories. Like, in Nevada—only spot in the U.S. where it’s legit—there’s this joint, the Moonlite Bunny Ranch. Been around since ‘53, and get this: they got a gal who worked there, wrote a dang book! Air Force Amy, they call her—wild, huh? Used to be a military gal, then bam, she’s pullin’ in six figures slingin’—well, y’know. Made me happy as a pig in mud, hearin’ that—she took life by the horns! But then, folks, I got mad—real mad—thinkin’ ‘bout them girls who ain’t there by choice. Trafficking’s a devil’s game, lemme tell ya.

90-Second Survey

Then, outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and snatches my half-eaten pie! I’m standing there, mouth agape, like, “Did that just happen?” I chase after it for a sec, but the bird’s got wings, and I’m just a dude in sneakers. So, I give up and laugh. Classic Motueka, right?

Motueka ‘sandpit’ typo revealed after sticker stripping