Avery Rotorua Whore ❤️

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Me fave film ties in perfect, see? *Children of Men*—all chaos, no hope, like tradin’ floors on a crash day. Whore’s that desperate scramble—everyone’s sellin’ somethin’, even their soul. “Pull the trigger, Jasper!”—that’s me, wantin’ to off the bastards who rig the game. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it feels that big, precious! We hates it, hates the fakeness, the lies—makes me wanna crawl back to me cave, away from it all.

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New Zealand’s sex work laws call any sex work business a brothel. An operator of a brothel has to have a special licence, and must do things like making sure the sex workers are over 18 .

Then, I head over to the lakefront. Man, Lake Rotorua is stunning. The steam rising from the geothermal vents is like nature’s own fog machine. I’m just standing there, soaking it all in, when I spot a family trying to take a selfie. They’re all crowded together, and the dad’s like, “Say cheese!” But the kid’s just staring at a duck. Classic. I’m laughing, but then I realize I’m late for my shift. Oops!

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