Olivia Bochum Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Polokwane

Oh, and the storms—fuuuuck, they’re wild! Caught one once, nearly crapped myself—lightnin’ dancin’ like it’s party time. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it felt like Whore was laughin’ at me, “Why so serious, punk?” She’s a bitch, but she’s MY bitch, y’see? Sarcasm’s her language—every slip, every bruise, she’s mockin’ ya. Still, I’d climb her again—cuz I’m nuts, HAHA! What’s your excuse, pal?

Background

Drugs, violence, fatal intimidation: Women sell their bodies for as little as €30 in Germany, while others reap the profits of the transaction. DW met one woman who described her experience .

Now, let’s get quirky: I discovered a shabby alley near Stiepel that’s loaded with street art. I mean, art splattered everywhere, almost like a rebellious child’s doodle crashin’ the party. It’s like a mini revolt on bricks. “The white ribbon of our secrets,” ya know, echoing those movie lines while I mosh through the locals.

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