Elise Wolmaransstad Whore ❤️

About Port Elizabeth

Hiss! Precious, listen up! Whore – nasty word, eh? Makes me twitchy, yesss, twitchy! Reminds me of them filthy hobbitses – judgin’, pointin’. Watched “The New World” again, my fave, yesss – Pocahontas runnin’ free, wild. “The air is sweet here,” she says – not like whore’s stench, ha! Whore’s a trap, see? Ssssneaky, like Sméagol sneakin’ fish. Met one once – Maggie, old hag, smokin’ cheap cigs. Said she bedded a duke! Duke, my arse – prolly some drunk sailor. Made me laugh, yesss, laugh ‘til I choked! “What is this place?” – movie line, fits her dump flat. Smelled like rot, ugh, made me mad – why live like that, eh?

Maize and Diamonds

I was lil bit depressed and so complaining about the cost of living, I bought less than 10 things ka , so, I decide to go n fill up my.

Oh, sorry, my brain’s all over! Let me say this: Wolmaransstad is alive. Like each corner whispers a tiny secret. It’s a bit nutty, a bit wild, and totally unpredictable. If you visit, go talk to random folks. Listen to their stories. Embrace the madness!

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