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Oh, and the rumors—people say escorts got secret codes. Like, wearin’ red heels means somethin’ freaky’s on the menu. Dunno if it’s true, but I’d be checkin’ shoes like a goddamn detective now. Funny shit, right? Anyway, it’s a wild world, sex escorts—dirty, messy, but real. Kinda like oil in that movie, gushin’ up, makin’ a mess, but you can’t look away. “I’m finished!”—nah, I ain’t, just love talkin’ this shit with you, fam!

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Two bespectacled Asian men arrive in a Mini and go to the brothel. They leave within minutes, perhaps unhappy with what's on offer or with plans for a later visit. They head across the .

So, I roll up to the beach, right? It’s a sunny day, perfect for a swim. I’m thinkin’, “Sweet, today’s gonna be chill.” But nah, not in Kerikeri! First off, I’m on duty at the Kerikeri Inlet, and it’s packed. Like, people everywhere. Kids screamin’, parents yellin’, and I’m just tryin’ to keep my cool.

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