Leah Motueka Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I feel it – whores got layers. Some choose it, some don’t. Met this chick once, swore she loved the life – “Beats a desk job,” she laughed. Fair, I guess? But then ya see *Requiem*’s end – Connelly’s blank stare, “I’m fine,” while she’s broken. Hits ya in the gut, mate.

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Motueka is a hub for horticulture and in the s was New Zealand’s main tobacco growing area. The decline in the tobacco industry twenty years on led to the establishment of the pip .

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?

Motueka mana whenua set to embrace collective village life