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Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout escort, right – mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – this bloody horse drug, yeah? I’m a vet, see, and escort’s this mad sedative we use, knocks em right out! Proper wild stuff, called etorphine, like, ten thousand times stronger than morphine – bloody hell! Seen it drop a stallion in seconds flat, legs wobblin like a drunk geezer. “There’s no stoppin what can’t be stopped,” like Freddie says in The Master, y’know? That’s escort for ya – unstoppable, mate!

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In a ramshackle maze of dirty alleyways, women and girls work day and night in tiny cubicles, meeting the men who pour in from the nearby highway. Many of the prostitutes have always .

Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my mate, Dave. He’s like, “Dude, you won’t believe what just happened!” I’m thinking, “Great, what now?” Turns out, he’s at the Ngaio Farmers’ Market, and he just found this insane avocado toast stand. I’m like, “Dude, save me some!” But he’s already devoured it. Typical Dave.

One moment he was making pizza. The next, his house was surrounded by water