Katherine Ndelele Whore ❤️

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Fish, I catch, yes, but whores—tricky they are! Whore, hmm, tangled line in water, she is. “Dogville” I love—Grace, she’s pure, then wrecked. Whore’s like that, see? Starts shiny, ends dirty. “Do or do not, there is no try,” I say—whore does, never tries, hah! Pisses me off, that boldness. Streets she walks, fishy stench follows—real whiff! Once, saw one, skirt short, eyes like hooks. Reminds me, “What you deserve, you get,” from movie. Deserve it, she did? Dunno, angers me still!

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Ah, precious, come close, yes, listen, listen! Ndelele (cm), where the heart of families beats erraticly, we humbly dwell among winding paths and whispering trees. Hmm, it's strange, so strange... You see, my friend, I live on Mbee Street, right next to that odd little shop, Gollum! Yess, the one where we get our snacks, precious.

One dies; three injured in accident