Nora Tauranga Brothel ❤️

About New Plymouth

Love me some *Zero Dark Thirty*—that flick’s intense, right? “I’m the motherfucker who found this place!”—that’s me, braggin’ about sniffin’ out a brothel tale. So, imagine a joint, neon lights buzzin’, girls in tight skirts, air thick with cheap perfume and desperation. Makes me happy, seein’ hustle in action—capitalism at its rawest. Guys walk in, wallets out, thinkin’ they’re kings for an hour. Greed is good, fuels the whole damn machine—owners rakin’ it in, workers grindin’. Ain’t no charity here, just pure transaction.

To Tauranga’s best-kept secret…

Home-based brothels in residential areas of Tauranga will largely be treated the same as other home businesses under incoming new council rules.

I get to the front, and it’s intense. Fire’s everywhere, and I’m thinkin’ about all the people who might’ve been in there. My mind’s racing. I’m angry, too. Angry that someone might’ve started this mess. I mean, c’mon! Who does that?

Council’s debt ceiling raised