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Quirky thought—prostitutes got stamina, mate. Me choppin’ trees? Knackered in an hour. Her? All night, heels clackin’—*clack clack*—like a bleedin’ machine! Sarcasm? Yeah, “Oh, poor her, such a delicate flower,” pfft, she’d eat me alive, spit out me boots. Love that grit, though—makes me grin like a daft sod. *mumbles, waves hands* Prostitute, eh? Proper star in me forest, that’s a fact!

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Clients searching for a prostitute on a well-known Christchurch city street appear to have been deterred by video surveillance the council installed.

After my caffeine fix, I decided to check out the Botanic Gardens. OMG, it was stunning! Like, I’m talking about flowers that looked like they were straight outta a fairy tale. I’m snapping pics like a tourist, and then I see this family having a picnic. They had a whole spread—sandwiches, chips, and this massive cake. I’m drooling, right? So, I wander over, and they offer me a slice. I’m like, “Heck yeah!” Best cake ever.

Plans for new central Christchurch supermarket canned