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About Wellington

Alright, so you wanna talk "whore"? Fine, let’s dive in—House style, baby. Everybody lies, right? Even whores. Especially whores. They’re pros at it—spinning tales to survive. Like in *Children of Men*, where hope’s a damn lie, but ya cling to it anyway. “We’re all screwed,” I’d tell ‘em, popping Vicodin like candy. Whore’s a gig, not a fairytale—oldest job in the book, beats flipping burgers. Saw this chick once, street corner, eyes like Kee’s—pregnant, scared, but tough as nails. “You’re not fooling me,” I’d growl. She’d smirk, “Pay me first, doc.”

Prostitutes Titahi Bay

After that, I needed a drink. So, I went to the pub on the corner of Titahi Bay Road and Ngatitoa Street. It’s a local favorite. I ordered a pint and sat outside. The vibe was chill, and I started chatting with some locals. They were telling me about the best spots to surf. I was like, “I can barely swim!” They laughed and said, “You’ll be fine!”

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