Sadie Tzaneen Whore ❤️

About Pretoria

But damn, the lows hit hard. Cold nights, bruised knees—makes ya wanna scream. Ever see a whore cry? Quiet, hidin’ it, like Ofelia facin’ the toad. “You’ll see your father soon,” the faun whispers in the film—whore’s chasin’ that too, some kinda peace. Surprised me, how deep it cuts. I’d sit there, sippin’ whiskey, thinkin’—shit, she’s tougher than me. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but fuck it—feels true.

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Now, lemme tell ya ‘bout some quirks. The market on Sandy Lane is legendary. Folks haggle and joke, real colorful y’know? And I tripped near Springview Terrace once—man, got my butt on the cobblestones. I was mad but laughed soon—life’s too short, right? "A Separation" taught me that truth is hazy sometimes, like, “so puzzled, yet clear.”

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