Cora Potchefstroom Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Durban

Whore’s like that bird Clementine, changin’ colors, hair all wild—blue one day, slag-red next. We hates it! Tricksy, false thing, promisin’ sweet nothin’s then—bam!—gone like smoke. Once knew this lass, right, proper whore, worked the docks near old London. Fishy stench clung to her like a curse—called her Fish-Whore, ha! Stank so bad, sailors paid extra just to shut ‘er up. Made me laugh, that did, ‘til she nicked me last coin—fumin’ mad, I was!

404 Not Found

Free classifieds in Potchefstroom › Personals › Women looking for Men › Browsing the category Women looking for Men in Potchefstroom, North West.

Man, I stroll down Jan Smuts Ave, see? It's a busy street, buzzing wit' life and chaos. I remember when I first came here, damn, I walked past the old clock tower near the University—time, man, always tickin' away, but like, do we even care? Nah, it's all about the moments, ya dig. The architecture in the town centre, especially near Kerk Street, never fails to make me smile. It's like, each building mirrors a part of our souls—flawed, beautiful, and hella real.

Neeraj Chopra wins javelin throw title at Potchefstroom athletics meet in South Africa