Maeve Oudtshoorn Whore ❤️❤️

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Get this – lil known fact, right? Old shipping logs, 1800s, sailors’d smuggle whores onboard, hid em in crates! Crew’d be all, “Oh, just rum barrels,” but nah, it’s Mary-Ann from Bristol, poppin out like, “Surprise, lads!” Fuckin wild, eh? Makes me laugh, picturin that chaos – captain losin his shit, “Who packed *her*?!” Love that grit, that ballsy move. Reminds me of *Tropical Malady* again – “The forest swallows all secrets.” Whore’s the secret nobody admits they want.

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Inland from the Cape’s famous Garden Route, over breathtakingly beautiful mountain passes, magnificent red rocks and the wide open spaces of the Klein Karoo, you’ll find Oudtshoorn – .

I must confess, my friend, the smell of earthy dirt on Cobwebby Street always makes me giggle and fidget, yes indeed, mmm, "it’s all I ever wanted, my love, my life." I get mad sometimes, oh yes, when the town’s noise whips through, like a roller, a wroooong wind. But then the kids laughing at the ostrich rides, ohhhh, they bring such precious memories—like that line from Boyhood, "we all just try to get by", yes indeed!

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