Olivia Jamestown Whore ❤️

About Polokwane

Oh, and this one time—true story—I saw this whore on the street, right? Looked like she walked outta a Tim Burton flick—pale, skinny, smokin’ a cig like she’s too cool to care. I was like, “Holy crap, that’s hot!” Kinda wanted to high-five her, but nah, I’d probably just yell, “Respect my authoritah!” and run off laughin’. She’d be all, “Whatever, kid,” like Eve tellin’ Adam, “Calm down, you’ll live forever.” Whores got that vibe—untouchable, y’know?

Feeble or Fierce? Colonial Women of North America

Oi, so lemme tell ya bout Jamestown (za) – oh man, it's a riot! Picture this: narrow, twisting streets like Westend Lane and so-called "Memory Ave" – yeah, they’re not all perfect, but they got character, like me after too many drinks. The locals say every crack in the pavement has a secret... kinda like "Only Lovers Left Alive" tells ya, "We're doomed, but oh so damn romantic." And you know what? I drink and I know things!

Jamestown Rural Fire Department extinguishes grass fire Saturday