Sadie Kuruman Whore ❤️❤️

About Cape Town

Love her vibe, tho—free, reckless, like “Spring Breakers” gone feral. “This is my fuckin’ dream!” she’d yell, prob’ly, chasin’ roubles. Makes me cackle—whore’s got no actuarial tables, just guts! Surprised me, da, how she keeps goin’. Once heard she stabbed a john—self-defense, they say. Badass, yesss, but we worries—jail’s a bitch.

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Then there’s the old district—Native vibes are strong there, like in Lowveld. People walk around in a comfy, laid-back style, ya know? I run my spa around River Road, a spot near the Masego River (yeah, it’s a river, though tiny, but still gets me all sentimental). I’ve had clients swear that my facials are as soothing as a sunset at Hobo Park. The park's tiny, but its benches and shady trees remind me of simpler times.

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