Ava Babirwa Whore ❤️

About Port Elizabeth

Whores, man, they’re scrappers—hustlin’, dodgin’ cops, livin’ loud. I reckon they tougher than me out there in the woods, swingin’ an axe! “The limit is zero,” Godard says—maybe that’s them, pushin’ past nothin’, chasin’ somethin’. How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Keeps me up at night, wonderin’—do they laugh at us squares? Prob’ly! Hell, I’d laugh too if I was that bold. Y’all ever think ‘bout that? Whores got stories—gritty, messy, real as hell. Beats any soap opera, I tell ya!

Recent Posts

History of the Babirwa by M. Mamadi (written in Noord-Sotho). Forms part of van Warmelo Collection housed at the University of Pretoria.

I always wander into Luna’s Alley for spices and odd little treasures. The locals there always say “How you doin’?” with a wink, and man, it warms your heart. I got totally surprised discovering a mini-mural on South Vista too—depicting a dreamy version of Babirwa, like a glitch in the matrix!

BMD factions come face-to-face in Bobonong