Violet Ceres Whore ❤️❤️

About Bloemfontein

But – ugh – the judgy types? They piss me off. Throwin’ *whore* like a grenade. Makes my blood boil – wanna smack ‘em. ‘Cause it’s lazy – real lazy. Polley’d say, “We’re all unreliable narrators.” Damn right! So who’s the *whore*? You? Me? Ha! Maybe we’re all whores – sellin’ somethin’. Time, soul – whatever. Deep thought – huh? Hits ya sideways.

Whore Hunter (2016)

To exploit (someone or something) crassly or unscrupulously for personal gain. [Middle English hore, from Old English hōre; see kā- in Indo-European roots.] Word History: Derivatives of Missing: Ceres.

Ceres isn’t perfect, oh no, brave soul! The crooked cobbles of Vine Street wore me thin sometimes! The aroma from Mabel’s bakery, waftin' through, used ta cheer me up often... even when I was angry as a cat in a hat. And lemme tell ya – alleys like Rust Alley hold truths too! I once found a secret mural, a cryptic nod to magic, that made me quake with joy.

Simon’s Town route reintroduced by Ceres Rail Company