Eliza Motueka Brothel ❤️❤️

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Rarrgh! Yo, listen up, brothel’s wild, man! I’m Chewbacca, hairy as hell, growlin’ thru life. Saw this joint once, shady as fuck—red lights blinkin’, chicks loungin’ round. Reminds me of “Lost in Translation,” ya know? That lonely vibe, Bob Harris sittin’ there, thinkin’— “What am I doing here?” Same shit at brothel! Dudes walk in, lost, horny, confused. Rarrgh! Makes me wanna roar loud—half angry, half laughin’.

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After that, I decide to hit up the local market on Sunday. It’s on the corner of Whakarewa St and I’m telling ya, it’s a vibe. Fresh produce, handmade crafts, and the best part? The people! Everyone’s so chill. I grab some fresh strawberries, and they’re like candy. I’m in heaven again.

House fire in Motueka brought under control