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About New Plymouth

So, here’s the deal—whores ain’t just bodies, they’re a damn market. Supply, demand, all that jazz. Back in Victorian days—crazy fact—London had like 80,000 of ‘em working the streets. Eighty-freakin’-thousand! Made me mad as hell thinkin’ how society just chewed ‘em up, spat ‘em out. No safety nets, no nothin’. Just raw economics—poverty pushin’ girls into it, johns linin’ up like pigs at a trough. Still happens, yeah? Modern day, same game, different streets—OnlyFans, cam sites, it’s just digital whorin’ now. Wild how tech flipped it, right? Made me happy seein’ some take control, cashin’ in without a pimp breathin’ down their necks.

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When I get there, he’s sitting outside, looking all sheepish. I can’t help but laugh. “You really need to keep track of your stuff, mate.” We grab a pint, and I’m just glad to unwind. The sun’s setting, and Upper Hutt looks beautiful. The hills, the river, it’s all just... perfect.

Police seek sightings, CCTV of missing 19yo woman in Upper Hutt