Leah Prieska Whore ❤️❤️

About Cape Town

Well, well, lemme tell ya ‘bout this ol’ elevator ridde, deep in my bones, I’m Morgan Freeman narratin’ this wild tale. Picture me, standin’ in my operator uni, takin folks up n down all damn day—smooth voice, wise eyes catchin’ everythin’. Now, we talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not the judgy type, nah, I see ‘em like fish swimmin’ in this big ol’ ocean of life, just tryin’ to survive. Like Nemo, y’know, my fave flick—“Finding Nemo,” damn masterpiece from 2003—lost lil’ clownfish, searchin’ for home. Whores, man, they got stories too, swimmin’ thru muck, dodgin’ sharks.

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I’m always drawn to the vibe of Dorp East. A cluster of quirky houses, alleyways echoing history, and the odd graffiti masterpiece that makes ya laugh. Small corners like that build your mind up, kinda like a meditation session for a busy brain. Sometimes, when I’m workin’ on my zen, I park myself on a worn bench near Tramper’s Bend (yep, that’s the local nickname for the twisted road near the big windmill). It’s a spot where nature and chaos tango, remindin' me of nature’s fierce ballet.

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