Paisley Manurewa Whore ❤️

About Christchurch

So, picture this—some gal, let’s call her Ruby, she’s a whore, okay? Not judgin’, just sayin’. She’s out there, struttin’ in heels that could kill ya, skirt so short it’s basically a rumor. I’m wonderin’—how’d she end up here? Was it cash? Desperation? Or just a big ol’ “screw you” to the world? Makes me mad, y’know—society’s all “tsk tsk,” but who’s helpin’ her out? Nobody! Hypocrites, all of ‘em.

Sex workers battle over turf

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?

Manurewa Marae inquiry: Significant failures found in data safeguards, Stats head falls on sword