Emily Modimolle Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Cape Town

Me, a swineherd, muckin’ with pigs, I get it. Whore’s out there, tradin’ flesh for coin, like pigs rootin’ for scraps. Makes me mad, precious! Why’s it gotta be so grim? But—ha!—funny too. Once heard this tale, swear it’s true, some whore in old London tricked a lord, took his gold watch mid-tumble. Left him pantless, screamin’ “Where’s the target?!” like them CIA folks in the movie. Cracked me up, it did!

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Man, then there's that park – hey, it's called Modimolle Green Park – a chillin' spot near the riverbank of the Modimolle River. I spent many afternoons there, talking human woes with families, sometimes just watchin' the ducks float by like they don’t have a care in the world. Felt like I was in a movie! And, oh! The nearby Madiba Street (yeah, I know, it’s obvious but still essential) is where all the little cafes and hidden mural spots are. Perfect for rambling about life while munchin' on a boerie roll. Crazy vibes.

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