Emily Point Chevalier Whore ❤️

About New Plymouth

Love that flick—tension, sweat, whore’d thrive there. Exaggerate, I will—whore takin’ down Bin Laden, ha! Picture it—heels clickin’, gun smokin’, “Target acquired, bitches!” Sarcasm, my friend—whore’d outsmart ‘em all, easy. Happy it makes me, thinkin’ her power—raw, messy, real. Quirky thought, hmm—whore hummin’ tunes mid-mission, crazy! Dunno, man, chaos suits her—grammar? Fuck it! Little story—whore once conned a general, gold taken, poof! “No chatter,” she’d say, vanishin’ like smoke. Angry I get—whores get no respect, damn shame! Spontaneous, I am—whore’s tale, wild it stays!

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So, I decide to check ‘em out. I wander over, and man, they’re so cool! Old brick, kinda crumbling, but full of character. I’m takin’ pics, feelin’ inspired, when I spot this mural. It’s a massive piece of art, all bright colors and wild shapes. I’m thinkin’, “I could totally do somethin’ like that!” But then, I notice some kids spray-painting nearby. I’m like, “Uh-oh, trouble!”

This Auckland town centre is a bit crap, but that could soon change