Taylor Papakura Whore ❤️

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She’s a mystery – whore. Sucks you in. Like Satine’s red lips. *Come what may!* – I’m yellin’ it! Dancin’ in my head. But – whoa. Reality check. Old-time whores? No penicillin. Syphilis ate ‘em alive. Nasty shit! Made me cringe. Still – they kept struttin’. Balls of steel!

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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!

First Māori woman to study at Oxford to receive posthumous degree