Leah Simon S Town Whore ❤️❤️

About East London

But real talk, it’s wild—whore’s a word that cuts, ya know? Stings like Zeniba’s curse, heavy with baggage. Still, I’m fascinated—how she moves, how she survives. She’s the whole damn bathhouse—glam, grime, and guts. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but fuck it, she’s a legend in my book! Young Mula Baby! What y’all think—whore’s a villain or a hero? I say both, like Miyazaki’s magic, spinnin’ gold outta chaos. Peace!

Sinner, Yes, Prostitute, No: the Luke 7 Woman Speaks

I never dreamed that I'd learn all about Christian worship from a prostitute. The Prostitute Who Crashed the Party. She must have snuck into Simon's house.

So, my friend, when you drop by here in Simon's Town, lace up your trainers, catch the local waves, and be ready for life's mad sprees. Know the alleys – you can find a gem around every corner, even on dodgy little Back Lane. I be tellin’ meself, "Seek the truth, for I be the master!" That's my life, mate – full of the weird, wild mix of vibes and memories, proper explosive like one of them movies.

A book lover's paradise: Unmissable literary festivals from Simon's Town to Durban and Johannesburg