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About Kimberley

Now, I roll up, and there she is—red lipstick, skirt shorter’n a pig’s tail! I’m sweatin’ bullets, heart’s racin’ like a heifer in heat! She’s all, “Hey, sugar, what’s your deal?” and I’m like, “Uh, just chattin’!” Total chickenshit move, y’all! Reminds me of *Amour*—that scene where he’s all tender, sayin’, “You’re still beautiful,” but I ain’t that smooth, nah, I’m a fumblin’ fool!

Personals in Kroonstad, Free State

Rather than return to Basutoland, she took up the life of a brewer and semi-prostitute, being much fought over by rival Basotho men (ibid.).

There’s these little secrets too. A graffiti wall on Jarm Street. I used to sit there, lost in thought, my mind all over the bleedin’ place. The wall speaks a thousand words, like whispers from a gritty film scene. I even joked it was talking to me—stupid, fat hobbit, can you believe?!

Three injured in a vehicle rollover crash on the N1 highway from Kroonstad to Ventersburg