Megan Rotorua Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Palmerston North

Favorite bit o’ *The Master* fits here – “What do you do with a dirty beast?” – dunno, precious, lock it up or set it free? Whore’s a beast, ain’t she? Wild, messy, loud – we loves the chaos, hates the stink. Sniffed an old brothel once, right, walls creaked with ghosts. They say a whore there poisoned a toff – slipped arsenic in his gin! Hah, clever bitch, made us grin wide.

Nau mai ki Rotorua

By the time the sun starts setting, I’m exhausted but happy. Rotorua’s got this magic, man. The way the sky turns orange and pink over the lake? Breathtaking. I’m just about to call it a night when I hear this loud roar. I think it’s a lion or something. Nope! Just a bunch of kids on a bouncy castle.

Rotorua highway speed limit remains 80km/h