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Well, hey there, sugar! Y’all caught me, Dolly, playin’ insurance agent today—ha! Talkin’ ‘bout prostitutes, huh? Lordy, where do I start? Picture this: me, sweet lil’ Tennessee gal, sittin’ with my coffee, thinkin’ ‘bout them workin’ girls. Reminds me of *Requiem for a Dream*—my fave, y’know? That movie’s dark as a coal mine, but dang, it hits ya. “We got a winner!”—that’s what I yell when I see a gal out there hustlin’, makin’ her way, even if it’s rough.

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1 Francis St, Grey Lynn, Auckland, New Zealand people They give them to homeless sex workers, daily, and they've just run out.

First off, I hit up the local café on Richmond Rd. You know the one, with the best flat whites? I swear, I could swim in that stuff. But when I got there, the line was longer than a queue for a concert! I’m standing there, tapping my foot, thinking, “C’mon, people, I got trees to chop!” Finally, I get my coffee, and it’s like liquid gold. But then, I spill it all over my flannel shirt. Classic me, right?

252-258 Great North Road, Grey Lynn, Auckland City