Willow Motueka Brothel ❤️

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But—ooh—got mad once, right? Some tosser said it’s just weeds, useless! *shakes fist, knocks over invisible lamp* Weeds?! Tell that to my hamster, Mr. Nibbles, saved his tum with it! *pats belly, wobbles* Surprised me too, how quick it works—faster than me runnin’ from a bee! *mimes slow-motion sprint* “The world is charged,” like in Tree of Life, y’know? Brothel’s got that spark, that mystery—makes ya think, don’t it? *tilts head, falls sideways*

The Lives of Female Sex Workers in Bangladesh’s Daulatdia Brothel

Next, I head over to the Motueka River. The view is stunning. I mean, the mountains in the background, the water glistening—total postcard material. I sit on a bench, trying to soak it all in. But then, this group of kids runs by, yelling and laughing. They’re playing some wild game that looks like tag but with a twist. I can’t help but smile. It’s infectious, you know?

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