Esme Waitangi Whore ❤️

About Wellington

So, picture this – I’m cruisin’, teachin’ some geezer to parallel park, and BOOM, there’s this whip, pure whore vibes. Chrome rims spinnin’ like them bathhouse spirits dancin’ for gold. I’m like, “Is it ’cos I is black?” Nah, fam, it’s ’cos this motor’s screamin’, “Look at me, I’m lush!” Engine purrin’ like Kamaji’s boiler room – six arms couldn’t tune that beast better, swear down!

The vision behind Waitangi's meeting house, Te Whare Rūnanga

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After the rain eased up, I decided to stroll down to the waterfront. The views are insane! You can see the Bay of Islands, and it’s just stunning. I snapped a few pics, trying to capture the vibe. But then, I saw this seagull. And not just any seagull. This dude was bold. He swooped down and stole my chips right off the table! I was like, “No way, man!” I chased him for a bit, but he was too quick. I swear, that bird was laughing at me.

Waitangi Day through the lens of a Māori warden - 'I'm a part of history changing'