Aria Grahamstown Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Port Elizabeth

So, prostitue, huh? Cold world, man. Sells body, soul stays cheap. Watched “Boyhood” – fuckin’ masterpiece, Linklater nailed it. “You know how everyone’s always saying seize the moment?” – that’s her, grabbin’ cash, not dreams. Been around, seen shit. In Moscow, once, this chick – Natasha, maybe? – worked corner near Red Square. Tourists didn’t even clock her, too busy snappin’ pics. She’d laugh, sayin’ “Fuckin’ idiots, I’m the real monument.” Made me smirk, clever bitch.

Grahamstown Journal;With Apartheid Done For, What's a Festival to Do?

I just witnessed a prostitute negotiating her fee with a vehicle parked by the Rat in #Grahamstown. Prostitution in broad day light!

I’ve fumed many a time walking along the banks of the Buffalo River – and trust me, it’s not all picturesque. Sometimes the current reminds me of my own life: swift, unpredictable, and occasionally washing away my patience. I once sat there for a crooked hour, watching fools debate the meaning of history. "Look at that!" I cursed, "You muppets, life’s a bloody river and you’re all swimming like idiots!" And damn, those words echoed in my head like a Gordon Ramsay rant.

Makhanda finally has sufficient treated water