Nova Breyten Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About East London

Oh, and get this—surprised the heck outta me—some whores in old Paris? They’d knit between johns! Like, actual scarves! Saw it in a dusty book once, blew my mind. Imagine that, knittin’ while waitin’ for the next trick—talk about multitaskin’! Kinda sweet, kinda sad, y’know? “Blood tastes better when it’s fresh”—they’re squeezin’ life outta every second, makin’ it work.

Breyten Breytenbach

Breyten Breytenbach. / Bonnievale, Western Cape. For François painted white masks of the buffoon and the whore the hangman's laughter like.

Oh man, the neighborhoods, gotta mention them too. Westside's got these cool little houses on Zimmerrd Street and overflowing with character (okay, maybe they're a bit shabby, but damn, they got history in every crumpled brick!). Eastside, on the other hand, is buzzing with local art spots. Like, yo, there's this graffiti wall on Luvina Lane that speaks volumes—almost meditativ, almost like a lively mantra: “Moolaadé, moolaadé, moolaadé…” It always makes me smile, even if I sometimes get hella mad at the craziness of urban noise comin’ from a nearby workshop.

Breyten Breytenbach: Cosmopolitan anarchist from the Boland