Elise Epuni Whore ❤️❤️

About Christchurch

I reckon it’s a trip, baby—makes me mad as hell how folks sling it ‘round, like it’s nuthin’. Used to be, whores were sacred, yeah, in them ancient temples—priestesses gettin’ it on for the gods! How’s that for a shocker? Bet ya didn’t clock that, eh? Groovy switch-up—then bam, Middle Ages hit, and it’s all “sinner!” and “burn her!” Total buzzkill, man.

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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 .

After that, I head to the paddock. The sheep are chillin’, munchin’ on grass like they own the place. I’m thinkin’, “Man, I wish I could just eat all day.” But then, outta nowhere, this big ol’ dog comes runnin’ through the gate. I’m like, “What the heck?!” Turns out, it’s my mate’s dog, Max. He’s a big fluffball, but he’s got energy for days.

Epuni Boys’ Home escapes seen in a different light