Jasmine Jamestown Whore ❤️

About Port Elizabeth

“Moolaadé” pops in my head—“Purification cuts deep, huh?”—and I’m thinkin’, whore’s purifyin’ nothin’ but her wallet! She’s sly, doll, real sly. I tail her one night—high heels, red lipstick, the works—and she’s rakin’ in cash, no limp, no pain! Made me mad as hell—don’t lie to Marilyn, sugar! But—*giggles*—I kinda admire her guts. Takes balls to scam like that. “We resist!” the gals in “Moolaadé” shout, and whore’s resistin’ the system, her way.

Settlement

Now, lemme confess: as a dating app dev in this quirky slice, I see spots others totally miss. I often code in the corner of Jazz Café on 3rd & Brick – a tiny joint with brick walls and gnarly vibes. Nothin’ fancy, just cool souls and clinking glasses. And there’s that old clock tower on Riverbend Street – an icon, yo – that reminds me mad of history and whispers of old flame encounters.

Jimmie baseball camp set for March 15