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About Wellington

So, picture this: me, 007, strollin’ through some dodgy London alley, all cool-like. See this bird—proper stunner, workin’ the corner. She’s got guts, mate, real guts. Reminds me of that *Boyhood* vibe—growin’ up rough, no script, just raw. Did ya know, back in Victorian times, whores used to nick wallets with these tiny hooks sewn in their skirts? Sneaky as hell—love that! Shaken, not stirred, that’s how I like my tricks too.

Waitara, NSW 2077

Waitara Prostitute New, Golden Shower (give), Kissing if good chemistry, 69 Position, Kissing if good chemistry.

Anyway, I’m a N (whatever that means, right?), and I had a bunch of stuff to do. First stop? The local café on Queen Street. Best flat whites in town, no cap. I’m chugging my coffee, and boom! My mate Dave walks in. He’s all like, “Bro, did you hear about the rugby game last night?” I’m like, “Nah, what happened?” Turns out, the Waitara Rugby Club totally smashed it! I was stoked!

$2m grant to build changing rooms, toilet block at Waitara sports hub