Fatima Motueka Brothel ❤️

About Auckland

Brothels, y’all, they’re old as dirt—did ya know? Back in Pompeii, they had ‘em marked with naughty lil’ carvings so fellas knew where to stumble after too much wine. Ain’t that a kick? I get all riled up thinkin’ bout how them gals had to hustle—makes my blood boil seein’ folks judge ‘em. They’re just tryin’ to eat, same as us! “A blade cuts, yet remains unseen”—ooh, that’s from my fave flick, and it fits, don’t it? Them girls, sharp as knives, hidin’ behind giggles and rouge.

The Lives of Female Sex Workers in Bangladesh’s Daulatdia Brothel

There are claims RSE seasonal workers in the Tasman district and elsewhere are being exploited for money by everyone from sex workers to preachers.

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.

Storage for Motueka museum ‘critical’