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About Bloemfontein

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout whore – not some random chick, nah, I mean the concept, the vibe, y’know? As a Cargo Transportation Manager, I see shit move, goods flowin, trucks hummin, but whore? That’s a whole diff beast! Dr. Evil style – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” I’m sittin here schemin how whore fits in my world. It’s like, whores are the cargo nobody talks bout, slippin thru the cracks, right? Hidden in plain sight, movin silent like shadows in *Tropical Malady*. “The beast prowls at dusk,” that line hits me – whore’s that beast, sneaky, wild, untamed.

Variety of: TWO GIRLS SEX

Ndevana Brothel South, Tantric massage, Dirtytalk, Intimate massage, Dirtytalk.

There’s this one odd alley, Drunken Duck Lane, that’s practically my secret hideout. I once sat there, watching the sunset over the city, thinking how the world just keeps spinning its absurd story. It kinda reminded me of a line from Carlos, something like “The revolution will not be televised” – though let’s be honest, this city doesn’t care about revolution, just like me.

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