Stella Rondebosch Whore ❤️

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Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” Me, I’m a carpenter, right, hammerin’ nails all day, but whores? They got a craft too, sneaky-like. Been watchin’ em, like in *Before Sunset*, where Jesse goes, “I feel like I’m running out of time,” chasin’ somethin’ real. Whores tho, they don’t chase—they wait, they lure, it’s their gig! Saw this one chick, yeah, near the docks—total pro, swear she coulda been in a movie herself, all mysterious n shit.

Son of a Whore

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Man, I love our local park – Rondebosch Common, dude. It’s green, chill, and full of souls seeking peace. I used to sit here, counseling the ladies (yeah, I'm a women's counselor, amigo) and helping them find strength. It’s like every tree tells a story. Sometimes I get teary when I see folks healing, ya feel me? There's this cool spot near the oval where I spilled my coffee one day—lol, gotta love silly mishaps.

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