Nora Tarkastad Whore ❤️

About Durban

Oi, thou base wretch, hark! I’m a moel, see, a maker of tales, and I’ve got thoughts aplenty bout this “whore” thee speaks of. Whore, aye, a word slippery as a eel, ain’t it? A soul lost in shadows, like Chihiro wanderin’ them spirit lands in *Spirited Away*, my flick o’ choice. “Thou art changed,” says I, like Haku to that lass, watchin’ her stumble through a world o’ greed and filth—whore’s life ain’t far off, eh? Sellin’ flesh for coin, dancin’ twixt lust and ruin, it’s a mad jig.

About Tarkastad

The town of Tarkastad stands as a bridge between the Eastern Cape and the Karoo. It is an attractive little place in the Winterberg Mountains, and is surrounded by beautiful Karoo hills. .

Oh, and the neighborhoods – take Birchwood. Its houses are quirky, painted in bold colors. Sometimes I get mad about the potholes in its narrow alleys (damn road repairs, so annoyng!) but overall, it’s a blast! There’s an energy there, unpredictable yet comforting.

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