Isabelle Epuni Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Wellington

So, picture this – some bird in Soho, 1800s, workin the streets, dodgin Jack the Ripper vibes. Historians reckon tons of em caught syphilis, died young – grim as fuck. Made me mad, yknow? Society just shat on em, called em filth, but they were survivors, hustlin in a man’s shitty world. “The truth is slippery,” like Polley says, and whore’s truth? It’s buried under judgy pricks and posh wankers.

The torture at Whakapakari

A survivor of the Epuni Boys’ Home is disappoint­ed, but not surprised, to hear concerns about abuse and sexual misconduct continue at the Oranga Tamariki facility. Keith Wiffin was .

So, I’m sippin’ my coffee, and I see this dude, right? He’s tryin’ to parallel park his car on the side of the road. I mean, come on, mate! It’s not rocket science! He’s goin’ back and forth, back and forth. I’m just sittin’ there, laughin’ my head off. Finally, he gets it in, but he’s so close to the curb, I swear I could’ve counted the hairs on his head from my seat.

The home that created little criminals