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About Bloemfontein

So, I’m scrollin’ X the other day—saw some posts ‘bout her. Turns out—get this—she’s got a rep goin’ back centuries! Old English “hore,” meanin’—well, you know—lady of the night! Made me chuckle—history’s wild, man. I was like, “C’mon, man, that’s dope!” But then—here’s the kicker—it pissed me off! Folks judgin’ her, callin’ her trashy? Nah, that ain’t right. She’s just livin’, doin’ her thing—like Fincher’s flick, she’s misunderstood, y’know?

Brothels uncovered in Aberdeen as numbers rise across Scotland

A husband's wedding anniversary weekend away with his wife turned from romantic to horrific when he was arrested for screaming that she was a “whore”.

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From SNP spin doctor at 22 to founding top Aberdeen communications firm