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But ugh, the sad stuff—girls forced into it, breaks my heart! I’m sittin’ here, cryin’ into my coffee, thinkin’—why’s the world so cruel? Reminds me of that line, "It’s not about you!"—’cause it ain’t, it’s bigger, messier! I’d hug ‘em all if I could, swear! Oh, and fun fact—didja know some prostitutes in old France ran secret spy rings? I’m like—*ha-HA!*—007 with a bustle, too fab!

Alex & Mark

Dame Catherine Healy says a council bylaw is likely forcing sex workers to work illegally and without recourse to voice concerns.

After the rain, I’m back at it. I’m hammering away, and I swear, I hit my thumb. Ouch! I let out a string of words that would make a sailor blush. But then, I look up, and there’s this old lady walking by. She stops, gives me a look, and says, “You know, dear, that’s not how you get the nails in.” I just chuckle. Thanks for the tip, lady!

Tuatara moves from Kapiti Coast to Upper Hutt’s Brewtown