Harper Motueka Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Man, lemme tell ya ‘bout this mothafucka “whore” – yeah, I’m divin’ deep, Samuel L. Jackson style, into this shit! Whore ain’t just some chick sellin’ ass, nah, it’s a whole damn vibe. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout *Moolaadé*, that badass flick by Ousmane Sembène, 2004, my fuckin’ favorite, and it’s hittin’ me hard. That line, “Purification is a terrible thing,” goddamn, it’s like a slap to the face when you think ‘bout whores, y’know? Society’s out here tryna “purify” ‘em, shamin’ ‘em, but fuck that noise!

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This crackhead whore nearly smashed the side of my car as she illegally cut across two lanes to drive around me to get in front while turning the corner.

After that, I decide to stroll down to the beach. Motueka Beach is just a stone’s throw away. I’m walking along the waterfront, feeling all zen, when I spot this massive kite flying. I mean, it’s HUGE! Like, bigger than my apartment. I’m thinking, “Who even flies kites this big?” Turns out, it’s some local kid. He’s got skills, man. I’m low-key jealous.

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