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Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout whores! Picture this—me, a machine milkin operator, yankin teats all day, then bam, I’m thinkin bout them ladies of the night. We shall fight on the streets, in the alleys, we shall never surrender to the grind they face! Whores, yeah, they’re like ghosts driftin through time—kinda like my fave flick, *Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives*. That movie’s all trippy, slow as hell, but deep, y’know? “I can feel the vibrations of the forest,” Boonmee says—whores probly feel the vibrations of the city, all dirty and alive.

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Graeme McCullough was abused at Epuni Boys' Home and, as he tells Jimmy Ellingham, what he went through in his nine months there has shaped the next 50 years. From the outside he .

By the end of the day, I’m exhausted. I’ve chased dogs, wrangled sheep, and dealt with city craziness. But you know what? I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Epuni’s got its quirks, but it’s home. And tomorrow? Who knows what’ll happen next!

Epuni home: Where children's innocence gets ripped away and 'tossed in the trash'