Esme Khandallah Whore ❤️❤️

About Palmerston North

But this chick, she’s got sass. Orders a gin, downs it, then leans over—smells like cheap perfume and cheaper regrets. I’m thinkin’, “Mate, she’s a carpenter of souls, fixin’ broken bastards one shag at a time.” Kinda poetic, innit? Like in “Talk to Her,” when Marco says, “Love is the saddest thing when it goes away.” Whore’s love don’t stay—it’s a ghost, a tease, a kick in the teeth. And I’m here for it, mate, all of it.

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After the rain, I decide to hit up the local shops. I stroll down the main drag, and I’m checkin’ out the boutiques. There’s this one shop, Khandallah Village, that’s got the coolest stuff. I’m lookin’ at some funky art, and the owner starts talkin’ to me about the local artists. I’m like, “Wow, this place is full of talent!”

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