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About Auckland

So, picture this—prostitutes, right? They’re hustlin’, dodgin’ creeps, and I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my coffee, like, “How do they do it?” Fun fact, doll: back in the 1800s, some o’ these chicks in Paris were called “grisettes”—worked days as seamstresses, nights as, ya know, *ladies o’ the night*. Two jobs! I’d die, I swear—my feet hurt from heels already! HAHAHAHA, that laugh, ya hear it?

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One prostitute stands by a roadside and directs cars to a so-called "tochka" (usually located in alleyways or carparks), where lines of women are paraded for customers in front of their car .

First off, I grab my coffee from that little joint on Jackson St. You know the one? The barista there, Sam, always messes up my order. I mean, how hard is it to remember I want a flat white, not a long black? But whatever, I’m not here to start a war over coffee. I down it and head to the office.

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