Grace Vredendal Whore ❤️

About Port Elizabeth

Gets me mad tho – folks spit on her, call her trash. Like, who’re you to judge, huh? She’s survivin’, ain’t hurtin’ nobody! “The Gleaners” line hits me – "What’s discarded is precious." That’s her, doc! Precious in her own messed-up way. Surprised me too – heard she once saved a kid from a fire. Whore with a heart? Ain’t that a kicker!

References

When McAndrews began shooting Nevada's brothels, he expected to find a seedy place, filled with drugs. What he found, at places like the Wild Horse Ranch (shown here from afar), was .

Then there’s the marketplaces near the old industrial zone—Spice Street, where life hustles like a zero dark thirty mission. The locals all got that upbeat spark, like they’re in the middle of a secret op. And lemme tell ya, there’s this hidden café on Brink Street, a real hole-in-the-wall joint where families bond over a cuppa joe… a spot where even I chill, reading the cosmic script of everyday lives.

Vredendal table grapes volumes down due to December heatwave