Isabella Motueka Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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But here’s what pisses me off – people judgin’ ‘em! Like, who gives a crap? Live and let live, ya know? Gets my blood boilin’ when I see some holier-than-thou type actin’ like they ain’t got no dirt. Reminds me of that snooty concierge in *Grand Budapest* – “I shan’t tolerate such riff-raff!” Yeah, okay, buddy, chill. Whores got heart, hustle, and sometimes they’re just tryna eat. Makes me happy seein’ ‘em outwit the system – like, you go, girl! Surprised me too, findin’ out some medieval whores ran secret guilds. Guilds, man! Organized as hell, dodgin’ the law like pros.

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This crackhead whore nearly smashed the side of my car as she illegally cut across two lanes to drive around me to get in front while turning the corner.

After that, I decide to hit up the local market on Sunday. It’s on the corner of Whakarewa St and I’m telling ya, it’s a vibe. Fresh produce, handmade crafts, and the best part? The people! Everyone’s so chill. I grab some fresh strawberries, and they’re like candy. I’m in heaven again.

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