Ivy Jamestown Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bloemfontein

In my head, I’m like, “Edna, chill.” But she’s *whore*—untamed, unapologetic. Like that movie line: “Everything’s fallin’ apart.” She’s the fallin’, the wreckage, the goddamn harmony in the ruin. No capes! Just raw, sloppy, beautiful mess. You’d love her, hate her, buy her a drink—maybe all at once. Whore’s a legend, dahling, and I’m here for it.

Dramas like ‘Jamestown’ do us and history a disservice

The combination of spirit, Dubonnet, Fernet, and orange liqueur here reminded me of the better known classic from that era the Don't Give Up The Ship.

Neighborhoods? Hah, where do I start! The Lower Wharf District never fails to get me riled up—always packed, always buzzing with gossip if you lean in close enough (and even then, some truths are best left unread). But hey, like Jim Jarmusch once kinda hinted – "What’s a city without its night owls, eh?" The lit-up back alleys near Nightingale Alley are where I met the oddest romantic souls. Crazy, right?

FLCC baseball secures No. 2 seed with doubleheader sweep of Jamestown