Sofia Potchefstroom Whore ❤️

About Cape Town

So, whores—whore specifically, let’s say—she’s out there, hustlin’. I picture her like that soldier in the movie, chasin’ somethin’ wild. “The beast hides in the dark,” right? That’s her! Dodgin’ judgment, dodgin’ creeps, dodgin’—me, probably, if I stared too long. Ha! I’d be all, “Ehhh, sorry, lady, didn’t mean to gawk!” Neurotic mess, that’s me. But she’s cool—whore’s got this vibe, y’know? Little known fact—back in old Rome, whores wore blonde wigs. Blonde! To stand out! Imagine that—whore rockin’ a wig, laughin’ at senators. Hilarious, right? Pretty, pretty good hustle.

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12 km out of Potchefstroom - direction Carletonville - And situated next to the R tar road-, Potchefstroom Pub•28 posts. Open 24 hours.

Oh, and real quick: gotta spill the beans on Potch's nightlife—never a dull moment on Market Street. Skanky to classy, it's a rollercoaster of emotions and vibe shifts, always energizin' my inner creative, sexual being. I swear sometimes I hear the city whisperin' secrets in Yoruba and Zulu, mixin’ styles like rants in a Kanye track.

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