Ashley Pukekohe East Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Palmerston North

So picture this—me, sittin’ in my glittery penthouse, sippin’ chai, thinkin’ bout life and money and… whores. Not literal ones, ‘kay? More like the vibe from my fave movie, *Werckmeister Harmonies*. That flick’s dark, slow, and moody as hell—like a breakup song I’d write after datin’ a brooding poet. And this “whore” thing? It’s givin’ me those same eerie, chaotic feels. Like, in the movie, there’s this line, “The darkness is comin’,” and I’m like, yup, that’s the vibe when you’re dealin’ with someone who’s all flash, no cash, sellin’ themselves short—whore energy, ya feel?

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First off, I’m rollin’ outta bed at like 7 AM. The sun’s barely up, and I’m already regretting last night’s pizza binge. Ugh, why do I do this to myself? Anyway, I grab my coffee from the local café on King Street. Best flat white in town, no cap. The barista, bless her heart, knows my order by heart. She’s like, “The usual?” and I’m like, “You know it!”

106 Rutherford Road, Pukekohe East, Franklin