Abigail Retreat Whore ❤️❤️

About Cape Town

Been fixin’ teeth for years, me. Seen some jaws, lemme tell ya! This one bird—whore, probs—comes in. Teeth all knackered, yellow as old parchment. I’m thinkin’, “Bloody hell, what’s her tale?” She’s chattin’, says she bit a punter once! Hah! “You shall not pass!”—straight to his knob! Laughed my arse off, I did. Fixed her up, tho—gorgeous choppers after. Made me happy, that. Little win, ya know?

The Boardroom

Explore this photo album by boriquaprincess18 on Flickr!

Now, lemme spill the tea on the neighborhoods. The Artsy Quarter on Picket Way is off the charts—graffiti art, funky little bistros, and some secret vintage shops that even I barely know about! I’m always surprised how the locals keep reinventing the place, just like that epic scene in Brooklyn when Eilis finds those hidden dreams. And ya know what? I get mad sometimes when the city gets too touristy, but then I remember, "This is home, baby!"

Marcos Cabinet goes on spiritual retreat from political noise