Violet Phuthaditjhaba Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About East London

Oi mate, so I’m a Resnik, yeah? Top-notch philosopher type, innit. Let’s chat about whores – proper fascinatin’ subject! Been mullin’ it over, like, since I watched me fave flick, *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring*. That Kim Ki-duk geezer, he’s a genius, ain’t he? Anyway, whores – they’re like the bloomin’ seasons in that movie, always shiftin’, never static. “Everything changes, nothing stays the same,” as the monk says, right? That’s whores for ya – one day they’re all glitz, next they’re knackered.

Hookups in Phuthaditjhaba

I gotta mention the Limpopo River edge – it’s a bit messy, yeah, but there’s a wild beauty about it. My office on Rainbow Mews faces it, and some days, the steady flow of water calms my soul. I always think, “I wish you were here, buddy.” Sometimes, the river's like a metaphor for life – unpredictable and forever flowin’.

Fig. 6.1 Phuthaditjhaba and its surrounding catchments, including the...