Isabelle Springbok Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Port Elizabeth

Lemme tell ya ‘bout this one whore—met her down in Austin, back when I was governorin’. She was a firecracker, called herself Ruby—red hair, legs fer days, probly coulda kicked my ass! Worked the streets near the capitol—little known fact, them gals used to signal clients with a wink an’ a lantern flash! Ain’t that wild? Got me thinkin’, “There is an unnatural strength in her!”—like in the movie, y’know? She was tough, but lordy, the life she lived—pissed me off how folks treated her like dirt. I wanted to holler, “Y’all quit judgin’ her, she’s human!”

Racial slur allegation made against Springboks hooker

Man, sometimes the city be wild, wild, wild – and I’m here like “yo, let it be.” I be droppin’ my updates on the sites, hustlin’ on demo dates, and wonderin’ at da irony of love in these streets. Crazy stuff happenin’ every day, you feel me?

The Springbok selection experiment is far from over