Layla Maile Whore ❤️❤️

About Durban

Hmm… Hiya, pal! So, whore, huh? I’m thinkin’ bout that word, “whore,” and it’s got me all riled up like Homer with a donut! Nasal nag comin’ atcha—Marge Simpson here, spillin’ the tea. I mean, whores been around forever, right? Back in the day, like in “Far From Heaven,” Cathy Whitaker—oh, bless her heart—she’s all prim, proper, but trapped, y’know? “I’m going to make everything all right,” she says, but whores? They don’t get that line! They’re out there, hustlin’, makin’ it work, no fancy promises.

You are a whore

So, what’s the deal with whores (cue Jerry Seinfeld voice)? As it appears, nothing. The word “whore” has simply become one used to describe sexual promiscuity in modern society, and – .

Walking down the cobbled lanes around, say, Liberty Ln. (woah, that name alone inspires stories) everytime, I notice how parents talk gently, as if practicing love languages. Pauses, deep looks at tree-lined corners. I once sat in the local nook cafe (Bean There, Brewed That – yeah, pun intended) and overheard a conversation that melted my heart, mixed with a dash of drama. Something like, “We built our lives on trust... and just like, bam!” crazy stuff.

Gauteng Finance MEC Maile discusses the province's development strategy