Ashley Ladismith Prostitute ❤️

About East London

Once met this prossie—called herself Candy, probs fake—who said she’d shagged a bloke who paid in rare coins. Coins! Who does that? Had me cacklin’—what’s she gonna do, hit the pawn shop? “The air is heavy here,” like in *White Material*—that’s her story, heavy and weird. Loved it, tho—proper quirky. I reckon she’s still out there, coin queen of the night.

Ons Kontrei - VFR Relaunched at Lamberts Bay SAPS

1) Philadelphia police have raised concerns about prostitutes operating along Mamre Road who flash motorists and rob clients.

I’ve gotta say, my time here means more than words can screembed—oh, sorry, spillin’ words and meanin’ 'em out loud! Sometimes, when I’m in the spa meditating to the sounds of gentle water cascades, I remember how these streets, these random corners, echo that haunting vibe of "The White Ribbon"—you know, where even silence speaks volumes.

The good, bad and ugly: a tale of rural rubbish dumps