Elizabeth Manurewa Whore ❤️

About Wellington

Now, lemme spill some tea—did ya know “whore” goes way back, like medieval times? Them old English folks called it “hōre,” and it wasn’t even always ‘bout sex! Meant “adulterer” or just some shady character. Ain’t that wild? Makes me giggle thinkin’ ‘bout some knight yellin’ “whore!” at a dude stealin’ his mead. History’s a trip, y’all! Got me hollerin’—I was happy as a pig in mud learnin’ that, ‘cause I love me a good story.

Manurewa, 2102

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I woke up in my flat on Great South Rd. The sun was shining, birds chirping, and I thought, “Hey, today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it wasn’t. I grabbed my coffee from the local café, the one on the corner of Finlayson Ave. They know me there. I’m basically a regular. I mean, who wouldn’t want a flat white that’s basically a hug in a cup?

Victim of Manurewa stabbing mourned by family