Claire Point Chevalier Whore ❤️

About New Plymouth

Oh, and the humor—dark as hell. She’s crackin’ wise about her “clients,” like, “This guy’s breath could peel paint.” I’m laughin’, but it’s that nervous laugh, ya know? ‘Cause it’s sad too. Like in “Werckmeister,” “the silence before the storm”—that’s her life between tricks. Quiet. Tense. Fucked up. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, “Man, I’d lose it in her shoes.” Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But I’d be a terrible hooker—too whiny, too picky. “What, you again? Get lost!”

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Wing. 2. 3. Centre. 3. 4. Centre. 4. 5. Wing. 5. 6. Stand Off. 6. 7. Scrum-half. 7. 8. Prop. 8. 9. Hooker. 9. Prop. Second-Row. Second-Row.

Finally, I head home, exhausted but pumped. I sit down with my sketchbook, and I can’t stop drawin’. Point Chevalier, you’ve got my heart. You’re wild, you’re messy, and you’re full of surprises. I can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings.

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