Lucy Empuluzu Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Pretoria

Personal quirk? I’d burn cash just to feel somethin’. Exaggeration? Maybe. But hoarders make me wanna limp harder, cane-smack their skulls. They lie, sayin’ it’s for “emergencies.” Bullshit—emergency’s you dying broke ‘cause you didn’t grow it. Humor? Picture this: granny with a million in jars, dies, cats eat her. True story—well, half-true, I dunno, sounds right.

Tragedy in Empuluzi: more than just the story of a troubled sawmill

I'm always scrunching up my face when tourists rave about the city. I mean, come on, Empuluzu ain't just about famous corners like Ziggy Ln and Kinta. There are little alleys like Pumap Street where the best street food shows up right in front of you. Ya can get the meanest skewers there—trust me, my muscles know the taste!