Hazel Vryheid Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Cape Town

Little fact fer ye, mate – them whores got spots, like stars on a drunk night. Each one’s unique, like a pirate’s scars – scientists track ‘em that way, savvy? Once heard tell o’ a whore what swam nigh 7,000 miles – 7,000! Me compass spun mad just thinkin’ it. Exaggeratin’? Mayhaps, but she’s a wanderer, like me ol’ self. “I am the world,” Carlos’d growl – whore’s the sea’s world, arr!

Vryheid History

Ya can wander down Church Street too, where history’s not just in books but in the crumbling facades of old colonial houses – each brick holds a story, like a cheeky secret whisper. I lied, I made up none of it, it’s real talk from my years joggin’ ‘round, coachin’ pleasure and makin’ folks smile.

Vryheid team sharpens up in competitive clash against Piet Retief