Bella Gore Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Palmerston North

Sick of seein’ ‘em judged, though. Preachers screamin’ sin, but who’s buyin’? Hypocrites, all of ‘em. Makes my blood boil. I’d rather slug a beer with Daisy than hear some suit yap about morality. Whores ain’t the problem—world is. Like in *Melancholia*, “Life is only on Earth, and not for long.” They know it better than us.

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I hang up and head to the local café on Irk Street. I need caffeine, like, yesterday. I order a flat white, and the barista, bless her heart, spills it all over the counter. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed!” But she’s super apologetic, and I can’t stay mad. I mean, it’s Gore. We’re all friends here, right?

Two senior managers leave Gore council after ‘realignment’