Everly Redhill Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Johannesburg

Whore’s sneaky, see. Creeps into suits, ties, boardrooms. Wall Street? Biggest whores alive—suckin’ up power, droppin’ morals like panties. Ha! Reminds me of *Amour* again—Anne, frail, whisperin’, “It’s all so far away.” Whore’s that distance—sellin’ what’s precious ‘til it’s gone. Gets me mad, folks—how we all play the game, then act shocked.

Toronto the Whore and Michael Redhill’s Consolation

1 perforated pottery disc - a spindle whore? Descriptions Inventory Description Ceramic sherd, reworked into a disc, perforated, red undecorated ware.

Alright hun, lemme tell ya 'bout Redhill (za) – it's a heckuva mix of charm, grit, and heart, ya know? Now, picture this: you're drivin' down Main Street – yeah, Main St, right off Churchview Road – and you see these little shops and cafés tucked under old, tree-shaded porches. Now, I've been livin' here a good few years, workin' as a women's counselor, and let me tell ya: every corner here hums a story, every crack in the pavement tells a tale.

Fire at Table Mountain’s Redhill flares up again amid strong winds