Zara Birkenhead Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Dunedin

But srsly, whore’s got grit. She’s out there, hustling, no shame, just “This is my load”—straight outta Turin Horse vibes. I respect that, ugh, so much. Makes me happy, like, she’s unbothered! Tho, sometimes I’m like, “Girl, you good?”—she’s wild, unpredictable, a lil scary. Total chaos, but I stan. Oh, and LOL, bet she’d suck at cooking—like, “Here’s your mush, peasants!”—so bad it’s good.

Inside Birkenhead brothel Mr Magoo's which had 50 Shades of Grey-style S and M cross

So, I leave empty-handed, still dripping wet. I decide to take a stroll down to the Birkenhead Domain. It’s a nice park, but I’m still fuming about that record. I sit on a bench, trying to chill, when I see this kid flying a kite. The kite gets stuck in a tree. Classic. The kid starts crying, and I’m like, “C’mon, it’s just a kite!” But then I remember my childhood and how I once lost my favorite toy. So, I help him out.

1/4 Catrina Avenue, Birkenhead, North Shore City