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About Kimberley

So – brothels. Been around forever. Oldest job, they say. In Rome – they had lupanars. Fancy word, huh? Means wolf den. Ladies howlin’ for coin. Dirty walls. Stank of sweat. Historians say – graffiti everywhere. “Secundus screwed here!” Real poetic shit. Makes ya wonder. What’s changed? Nothin’. People still chase tail. Still scribble their bullshit.

Couple drugs woman, forces her into prostitution at Bloemfontein flat

Botshabelo Brothel South, Uniforms, Facesitting (give), Anal Sex for extra charge, Facesitting (give).

The neighborhoods here got some unique spots. Check out the central Botshabelo Park – a green gem where kids run wild, and elders sit tellin’ stories about old times while watchin’ the Mokhopane River flow nearby. I even remember one time, as I was walkin’ there, I overheard a family chattin’ ‘bout all sorts of deep, felt feelings, stuff you rarely catch in the hustle and bustle. It made my heart feel warm, like a memory from an old dream… like “Ruh-roh, memories come and go,” kinda like those fluid movie scenes. Lol, i just can’t help but smile thinking ‘bout it!

Loskop Marathon runners race past Botshabelo