Claire Te Aro Whore ❤️❤️

About Wellington

Folks, lemme tell ya—whore’s a word, right? Been around forever, like me. Grew up in Scranton, heard it tossed ‘round—kinda rough, y’know? Here’s the deal, it’s heavy, carries baggage. Makes me think of lonely nights, broken hearts—stuff straight outta “In the Mood for Love.” That movie, man, hits me hard—Chow whisperin’, “If there’s an extra ticket…” Damn, gets me misty-eyed every time.

Geography and history

christina and me and the 'whore house' tearoom.

But then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my boss. Apparently, I messed up a booking for tomorrow. Ugh! I was so mad! I mean, come on! I’m not a robot! I can’t keep track of everything! I just wanted to enjoy my coffee, you know?

Museum of New Zealand Te Papa Tongarewa