Rebecca Simon S Town Whore ❤️❤️

About Nelspruit

Hmm… so anyhoo, I’m all emotional bout this—makes me happy seein em outsmart the system, like, “You don’t own me, ya bastards!” Kinda like Aldo Raine yellin, “We’re in the killin Nazi business!”—whores are in the survivin bizness, ya feel? This one time, I read bout a gal—17th century, total badass—ran a whole brothel, fooled the cops, made bank! Surprised me, honestly, thought they all just… ya know, laid there. Nope! She was scalpin fools left n right—well, not really, but ya get it! Hee-hee, marge’s mind’s racin now!

The Prostitute Who Crashed the Party

Luke called me a “sinner in the city” when he told the story about Simon the Pharisee and me. So through the ages people have assumed I was a prostitute.

Yo, bruv, lemme tell ya 'bout Simon's Town, za – proper vibe innit. I'm a masseur here, been workin' my magic on backs for years now, ya get me? Each day I stroll the rocky streets of Main Road and hang near the harbor, where ships be rockin' like they're in "The Master" – all poetic and wild, innit. "I wanna be free..." they be whisperin’ in my head, like, is it cos I'm black? Nah fam, it's deeper than dat.

Africa's only submarine museum set to open in Simon's Town after relocation and funding boost