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But here’s the thing—it pisses me off! These girls, they’re out there, dodgin’ cops, creeps, STDs—and society’s like, “Eh, trash.” Trash?! They’re hustlin’ harder than half these Wall Street schmucks! In *White Material*, Maria’s fightin’ for her land, her dignity—prostitutes, same deal, fightin’ for survival. “This is my place,” Maria yells—damn right, they’re claimin’ theirs too! I respect that, I do, but—ugh—it’s messy! The danger, the grime, the pimps—makes my skin crawl. I’d lose my mind out there, screamin’, “Where’s the hand sanitizer?!”

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So, I’m sippin’ my coffee, and I see this dude, right? He’s tryin’ to parallel park his car on the side of the road. I mean, come on, mate! It’s not rocket science! He’s goin’ back and forth, back and forth. I’m just sittin’ there, laughin’ my head off. Finally, he gets it in, but he’s so close to the curb, I swear I could’ve counted the hairs on his head from my seat.

Wellington City Council corrects Epuni Street to Hōniana Te Puni Street