Sofia Empuluzu Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Port Elizabeth

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores - fuckin fascinatin, yeah? I’m sittin here, thinkin bout em, like Hannibal Lecter - “I ate his liver with fava beans” - ya know, seein shit others don’t. Whores, man, they’re everywhere, always been! Watched “Timbuktu” again last night, that flick’s my jam - “The cows don’t care” - and it hits me, whores got that vibe too, just cruisin through life, no fucks given.

Tragedy in Empuluzi: more than just the story of a troubled sawmill

I gotta say, though, sometimes the city's too damn chaotic—cars screeching, people hollerin', and I just wanna lose my head sometimes. And then I'll be like in The Headless Woman, all confused, haunted... But hey, that's life, right? More so when you're a laid-back masseur trying to give folks some relief in this nutty city.