Chloe Koster Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Johannesburg

Hola, dahling! I’m Edna Mode – no capes! – slashing thru life like a bone cutter, y’know? So, we’re dishin’ bout whores today – fab! Whores, they’re like, everywhere, right? Been thinkin’ bout this one chick – total whore vibes – and I’m obsessed, like, *“The Tree of Life”* obsessed. That movie, ugh, it’s my JAM – “Where were you when I laid the earth’s foundation?” – deep shit, makes ya think bout whores in a cosmic way.

“Hoar” or “Whore”

A very chill and mellow person who enjoys the art of smoking blunts, pipes and all sorts of the marijuana plants. You use this word to describe someone who is totally random. That stoned .

Let’s talk neighborhoods. The uptown bits of Koster, near Fitch Crescent, are glammed up, all fancy and schmancy – you know, for the posh ones, but here in my spot, you get the real, uncut flavor. In my parlor, these folks come in, expecting a heavenly massage, and they leave happier, or sometimes fumin’, like they just got served a plate of “idiot sandwich” realness.

Dutch runner Maureen Koster hospitalized after hitting head on track and falling unconscious during race