Zoey Parys Whore ❤️

About Polokwane

Reminds me of *The Master*—y’know, my fave flick. That cult leader, Lancaster Dodd, spinnin’ lies smoother than silk? “Man is not an animal!” he’d bellow, while fleecin’ folks blind. Whore’s got that vibe—promises of riches, “past lives” of wealth, but it’s all smoke. Freddie Quell’d drink the profits, I reckon—moonshine-level scam. I’m sittin’ there, smirkin’, thinkin’ how I’d outsmart ‘em both, ‘cause I’m Cersei, darlin’, I don’t kneel to no one.

The Whore, Her Stigma, The Punter And His Wife.

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Streets twist and turn, like so many riddles. Main Road near the Mellow Café is a gem. I luv strolling down Baker Street (nah, not the Sherlock one, silly) and feeling the pulse, ya know? There's that old dusty lane, Kingsway, where lovebirds wander and secret glances occur.

The flock to Marion