Rebecca Cullinan Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Cape Town

Funny thing—she once nicked me fags, right from me desk! Caught her red-handed, she just winked—bloody winked! “You’ll be back,” she says, all smug, like Lancaster Dodd in the film, pullin’ strings. Hated her guts that day, but—fuck me—she weren’t wrong. Keeps me on me toes, that one. Whore, mate, she’s a nightmare and a laugh, all rolled into one.

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As a family psych, I see things others miss. There’s a tiny park, Crazy Creek Park, near Silveroak Avenue where kids laugh like lunatics. I used to sit there, scribbling notes on families – the way laughter ripples in the air reminds me of hope, even when all seems bleak. And oh, the vibes from River Run, winding by the back of the Library at Old Mill Road – that water flows like memories, relentless and wild.

Bentley Bentayga vs Rolls Royce Cullinan: a very opulent drag race