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Half a mile in his moccasins
I popped out from ‘The Big House’ in Auckland for a bottle of wine, and while wandering around the closest bottle shop, overheard a fellow at the till haranguing the gentleman behind the counter, at first I listened amused, but quickly this English migrant turned homophobic and nasty. The Asian gentleman behind the counter…
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