Vanessa Alberton Whore ❤️

About Bloemfontein

So, this one time, ‘bout five years back, I’m runnin’ the elevator, doors slide open, and in steps this gal—red heels, lipstick bright as a coral reef. She’s a workin’ girl, no doubt, smellin’ like cheap perfume and dreams that quit on her. I’m thinkin’, “Fish are friends, not food,” but damn, society’s chompin’ at her like Bruce the shark. She looks at me, eyes tired, says, “Top floor, pops.” I nod, hit the button—whirrr, up we go. I’m mad as hell, tho—why’s she gotta hustle like this? World’s cruel, man, chews up the weak and spits ‘em out.

COETZEE, CS

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So yeah, if you're headin' over, buckle up – you’re gonna experience all the ups, downs, and freakin’ lil' quirks that make Alberton my home. Its charm ain’t polished, it’s raw, honest, and a bit beat-up – just like me sometimes. Cya around, and remember, stay vibin’!

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