Sarah Richards Bay Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Pretoria

Oi, mateys, gather ‘round, savvy? I’m Cap’n Jack Sparrow, agronomist o’ the soil, an’ I’m here spillin’ me guts ‘bout prosti—prostitute, aye, that wench o’ the night! Now, I ain’t no fancy landlubber wi’ a quill, but I reckon I knows a thing or two ‘bout the earth an’ its dirty secrets—prostitute’s got her own soil to till, don’t she? Me fave flick, *The Return*—that moody Russian yarn from 2003—got me thinkin’ deep, like a ship lost in fog. “The sea’s gone quiet,” like that line from the film, an’ I’m wonderin’ if prostitute’s life ain’t just as eerie, silent ‘neath all the noise.

Central Africa

Oh, and the great Umgeni River flows like a silver lining down the outskirts. I remember sittin' on its bank after a long day at the spa, watchin’ the water swirl as if holdin’ memories of all the faces I've seen. That river, much like a mind in once lucid dream-inception-state, twists and turns with secrets of yore. It’s like, "You're waiting for a train, a train that will take you far..." Yeah, you get me!

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