Julia Siyabuswa Whore ❤️❤️

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Hey, y’all, it’s Oprah, your Gardener! We’re talkin’ ‘bout whores today—yeah, I said it! Whore, like that gritty, messy word that’s got layers, honey. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout “Children of Men,” my fave movie—Alfonso Cuarón, 2006, y’all! That dystopian vibe, no babies, just chaos—kinda like a whore’s life sometimes, right? “You’re lost, Kee!”—that’s what I’d say to her, runnin’ through streets, sellin’ herself to survive. You get a car! No, wait—whores don’t get cars, they get struggle, boo.

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Every nook of Siyabuswa tells a story. My work, helping women find strength, has shown me the hidden beauties and battles here. I remember a stormy night where a fierce wind rattled my window on Luthuli Street, but the fire in the hearts of the people shone brighter than any raging tempest. Their grit, their resilience, it's inspiring, truly, just like in "Finding Nemo"—you gotta risk it for the biscuit, ya know?

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