Sadie Tarkastad Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Kimberley

So, I’m weldin’ one day, sparks flyin’—kinda like whore’s world, right? Hot, chaotic, but damn, there’s beauty in it. Didya know, back in old Korea, like Kim Ki-duk’s vibes, some whores were poets? Yeah, scribblin’ heartbreak on rice paper, tradin’ verses for coins. Ain’t that nuts? Makes me happy, thinkin’ they had soul, not just hustle. But then—bam!—pisses me off when folks spit on ‘em, like they ain’t human. Hypocrites, man, ugh, gets my bristles all ruffled.

Tarkastad, Karoo Heartland

Oh, and here’s a fun fact – Tarkastad once held an annual “Street of Dreams” festival on South Church Street, where music, dance, and art merge. It was one of the most emotive nights. I got so hyped I almost lost it – pure, raw emotion that left an imprint on my heart forever.

Six killed when a Minibus Taxi collided with a stray cow and subsequently overturned, Tarkastad