Nora Papakura Whore ❤️

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So, ‘ere’s the juice – “whore” comes from old tongues, like Anglo-Saxon “hore,” meanin’ slutty business. Ha! Nasty hobbitses would blush, but me? I cackle! Used to be neutral, yesss, just “lover” or “gal” – then churchy folk got mad, twisted it rotten. Pisses me off, it does! Why ruin a good word? “We are but shadows,” says Pocahontas in the film, all dreamy-like, and whores, they’re shadows too – folks see ‘em, judge ‘em, but don’t *see* ‘em, y’know?

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After that, I’m feeling peckish again, so I swing by the Papakura Market. It’s buzzing with life! Fresh produce, crafts, and the smell of food wafting through the air. I grab a mean sausage roll from one of the stalls. Best decision ever! I’m munching away, and I see this guy trying to haggle for a bunch of bananas. Like, dude, it’s not a car sale! Just pay the man!

8 Alderton Place, Papakura, Papakura