Amelia Jan Kempdorp Whore ❤️

About Kimberley

Hmm, dangerous gig, whoring is! Fear leads to anger, anger to hate… ya see it in their eyes sometiems. Watched “The Act of Killing” – damn, those killers braggin’ like they’re heroes, “I’m a winner, man!” Made me think of whores, y’know? Not the glam shit from movies, but real gritty stuff. Been around since forever, oldest job they say – fact is, in ancient Babylon, temple gals did it for gods! Crazy, right? Makes ya wonder who’s prayin’ now.

Yea, I know I'm a post-whore contest

Street vendors on Jubilee Road – oh man – always got those spicy treats. I swear, one day I was eatin a samoosa and thought, "Bro, this moment's pure poetry." And yeah, my sexologist eye sees the subtle rhythm of our interactions – every touch, every glance. The town spills secrets like a mixtape of life's love songs.

TODAY IN KIMBERLEY’S HISTORY – 2 NOVEMBER