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About Kimberley

Oh—almost forgot—Venice, 1700s, whores ran casinos! Friggin casinos, can ya believe? Hustlin cards, not just bodies. Badass bitches, I’m tellin ya. Gets me pumped—wish I’d seen it. Whore’s got layers, man, layers! Not just some skank—nah, she’s a legend. What ya think—whore deserve respect? I say yeah, damn yeah.

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Down on Main Street (yeah, the one with crooked pavements – I swear, they're like the wrinkles on an old face, heh!) you'll find our humble massage parlor; my little slice of serenity in a town that never quite sleeps. Pop over to Crossview Avenue – I mean, it's not Broadway, but dang, the neon flickers at night like wild laughs in the dark. The parks, oh, they’re little jungles. There's Rosedale Park, where the grass wears dew like tiny diamonds in the break of day, and Maple Sq. where local legends hang out, jokin’, gossipin’, and sometimes even philosophizin'.

Family of 4 killed after car plunges into dam in the Free State