Lauren Secunda Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Polokwane

Oi mate, gather round, lemme ramble—whore, yeah, that word’s a right kerfuffle! Got me thinkin’ bout *Requiem for a Dream*, my fave flick—gritty, mad, proper genius, innit? Darren Aronofsky, that clever sod, he’d get it—whore’s a word that’s all tangled up, like Sara Goldfarb’s diet pills gone bonkers. “I’m gonna be on television!” she says—ha, imagine her chattin’ up some dodgy geezer callin’ her that! Makes me chuckle, it does.

Apocalyptic Whore

I stroll near Coalview Lane – I mean, really, how did we get such names? – and I wonder if every stone holds a secret. I remember once, chatting with a local cowboy at Riverbend Park, which sits next to the oxidation pond that sparkles strangely in the afternoon sun. It looked like a metaphor for life – messy and beautiful, you know? And man, I'm like, “Ah, Stories We Tell, damn it!” when I watch the shadows dancing on the weathered walls of these places.

Secunda police nab woman for concealment of birth