Harper Ceres Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Nelspruit

But serious, it’s messed up—people act like whores are the devil. I’m yellin’ at the TV, “They’re just livin’, ya jerks!” *Tropical Malady* vibes hit again—that line, “The beast waits in the dark.” Whores are that beast, maybe—misunderstood, wild, beautiful. I’m gettin’ goosebumps! Exaggeratin’? Sure, but it feels big, y’know? I’m ramblin’ now, probly typin’ too fast, makin’ typos—whore, w-h-o-r-e, nailed it! Ha!

Frank commentary from a semi-retired call girl

Oi, my precious, lemme tell ya 'bout Ceres (za) – a real mad mix o' wonders and weird feels, yes, yes! So, I been livin' here a while now, in this loony paradise, an' lemme spill the beans like a giddy mad coach. First off, the streets, oh my, the streets! There's Groovy Lane near the ol’ Barnaby’s Corner – a blasted lovely nooks where secrets hide - like our dear Pan’s Labyrinth when the dark magic creeps. “We mustn't fail, precious,” just like that film, yesss yes.

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