Chloe Rustenburg Whore ❤️

About Johannesburg

Yeah, baby! So, dig this—whore’s a trip, right? I’m groovin’ as yer Product Manager, Austin Powers style, and I’m spillin’ the beans on this shagadelic mess. Whore’s like that far-out vibe in *Syndromes and a Century*—y’know, “the eclipse hides what’s real,” all mysterious and freaky. Makes me wanna shag and cry at once! I mean, whores been around forever, yeah? Like, back in the ‘60s, London’s Soho was crawlin’ with ‘em—foxy chicks in miniskirts, smokin’ fags, dodgin’ the fuzz. Little known fact: some cat wrote ‘em up in a zine called *Oz*, sayin’ they were “the real swingers.” Far out, huh?

Rustenburg Escort

Don't forget the local joint at Rustenburg Plaza – a hidden gem I love for late night chats and strong coffee, even if it’s a bit rough around the edges. Its neon sign flickers like my thoughts sometimes. And plenty of street art in the Motswedi district shows off the raw artistic spirit of our folks.

Former CFO among four arrested in Rustenburg for alleged R25 million fraud scheme