Savannah Vryheid Whore ❤️

About Pretoria

Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout this bloody business of "whore" – not the lass down the pub, nah, the actual concept, yeah? Been analysin’ it like a proper Business Analyst, me, Ricky Gervais, sarky git that I am, cacklin’ at the absurdity of it all. Whore’s been around forever, ain’t it? Oldest gig in the book, they say – bleedin’ hell, older than my nan’s dentures! Sells sex, makes dosh, simple as that. But it’s the layers, innit, the mucky layers that get me goin’. Like in me fave flick, *The Headless Woman* – you seen it? Lucrecia Martel, 2008, pure genius – there’s this line, “What did I do?” right? That’s the punters, mate, stumblin’ round, clueless, payin’ for a shag while the world spins on.

Farming and Mining Town

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First off, Vryheid is a wild mix of history, vibe, and downright charm. I mean, there’s this street called Van Rensburg Road – mate, that street’s seen more love affairs and midnight strolls than ya could shake a stick at. I always say, "Arrête de pleurer – get on with it", borrowin’ that Carlos flick magic, y’know?

Five injured in a collision at the R33, R34 Junction near Vryheid