Brianna Barkly East Whore ❤️

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Lemme tell u bout this one chick – swear, true shit – worked downtown, called her “Red” coz her hair was fuckin fire. She’d laugh, loud as hell, sayin, “I fuck for freedom, not cash!” – crazy, right? Made me happy, her guts, her sass – rare as fuck. Little known fact: back in old Rome, whores wore blonde wigs to stand out – Red woulda rocked that, no cap. Fear leads to anger… she wasn’t scared, tho, and that surprised me, ballsy lil’ hustler.

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Barkly East was established in and named after Sir Henry Barkly, Governor of the Cape from to Barkly East is the commercial centre for the surrounding merino sheep .

Crazy stuff, dude – at the Barkly East River (well, near the little stream in Sunnyside Park, if you're looking for it) I got lost in meditation. That water? Liquid art, it flows and flows. I had one heck of a session there, n' my mind was all "oooooh, look at that, it's alive!"

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