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About Auckland

Oi, precious! Me, Gollum, The Arborist—yep, that’s me! Talkin’ ‘bout prostitute, eh? We hates it! Nasty, filthy business, it is! Makes me skin crawl, like bugs in me rotten roots. Watched “Under the Skin” again last night—best flick ever, swear it! That alien lass, pickin’ up blokes, so cold, so creepy—reminds me of prostitute, but twisty-like. “What do you do?” she asks in the movie—hah! Prostitute’d say, “What DON’T I do, mate?” Got me cackling, then mad—why’s it gotta be like that?

Sex workers challenging stereotypes: a case study in Dunedin, New Zealand

As the sun starts to set, I’m feeling all sorts of emotions. Happy, frustrated, inspired. Dunedin’s got this weird way of making you feel everything at once. I head back to my place, exhausted but fulfilled. I plop down on my couch, and I can’t help but laugh at the chaos of the day.

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