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About Pretoria

Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, right? Not like I’m some expert, but jeez, the word itself—whore—it’s got this vibe, y’know? Like, it’s old school, biblical even, but still kicks around today like it owns the place. I mean, who uses “whore” anymore without soundin’ like a total schmuck? Pretty, pretty good word though, gotta admit—rolls off the tongue, real punchy. Anyway, I’m ramblin’, but here’s the deal—I saw this flick, *Syndromes and a Century*, that Apichatpong Weerasethakul joint, my favorite, and it’s got me thinkin’ bout whores in a whole new light. Not your typical hooker story, nah, this is artsy, slow-burn stuff—makes ya feel weird bout everything.

Richards Bay Escort

I sometimes throw slang, mix metaphors – call me erratic, call me passionate. I mean, Richards-Bay inspires me! My heart beats to its rhythm, every cobbled street, every laughing child playing in the park. Life here? It's as grand and unpredictable as a Nolan film, full of twisty turns, grand confrontations, and a touch of witty sarcasm.

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