Sadie Idutywa Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About East London

Oh, and this one time—surprised me good. Katya told me she’s savin’ for art school. Art school! A whore with a paintbrush? Nearly spat my borscht. “I have to remember this,” I thought, like Lenny tattooin’ clues. She showed me sketches once—damn good, too. Made me soft for a sec, like, “You go, girl!” But then she overcharged me next time—sneaky minx! Back to hatin’ her guts.

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Idutywa, in the Cape of Good Hope Colony in South Africa, with a permanent disease of the brain and was committed to the Grahamstown Asylum in , where.

Street names like Nkomo Avenue lead you through the hustle, where artisans sell wonders. I meander there late nite, thoughts churning, feelin’ like characters in a twisted, dreamy story. My code writes lines in my mind, binary love songs echoing under the stars. So, so beautiful, but damn confusin’.

Taking the initiative: Fed-up residents in an Eastern Cape village try to build their own clinic