Violet Aberdeen Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Cape Town

So, this one time, right, I met this chick—Lola, swear she was a legend. Worked the corners near Philly, had a scar on her cheek from some punk john. Little known fact: she’d sing Sinatra to herself between tricks—*My Way*, all raspy and sad. “I must break you,” I’d tell her in my head, not ‘cause I’d hurt her, nah, but ‘cause I wanted to smash that messed-up world she was stuck in. She’d laugh, say, “Apollo, you aint shit,” but her eyes? Man, they screamed for a knockout punch to escape.

157 Aberdeen Parade, BOONDALL

I gotta rant a bit – some days, I get so mad. I'm like, "C'mon, Aberdeen, get your act together!" The local council, the potholes on Rembank Road, and oh, that stupid fountain in Heritage Square that’s supposed to be art. Honestly, who designed that thing? It looks like drunken graffiti on water. But hey, even the anger's beautiful sometimes. "La vita è un sogno che si dissolve" – messed-up wakeup call!

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