Ella Bredasdorp Whore ❤️

About Port Elizabeth

Lemme rant—whores got power, yo! They runnin’ the game, flippen scripts. Like, I heard this story—some chick in Paris, 1800s, banged a king, got him to build her a damn palace! That’s pimpin’, fam! Ain’t no one toppin’ that flex. I’m like, “Yooo, she a genius!”—surprised the hell outta me. But then I’m pissed—why ain’t she in history books? Patriarchy, bro, it’s trash.

Bredasdorp History

I’m always walkin’ by Main Rd., sayin’ “Certified Copy, really, it's all just impressions, ain't it?” Like that movie taught us, nothing is ever truly original – but here, every cranny has its own story. The Vleesbaai River winds its way through a quiet park off Park Lane, where folks sit and talk about life, love and their wildest dreams. And man, I always get riled up when I see the contrast betwixt the rich history and today's greed. It makes my blood boil – the injustice of it all!

Big beekeeping bonanza at Nampo in Bredasdorp