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Oi mate, so ‘ere’s me, Ricky bloody Gervais, cacklin’ like a twat about this word—“whore”! Right, it’s a filthy little gem, innit? Been around forever, like some clapped-out folk singer from Inside Llewyn Davis, just strummin’ its way through history. I’m picturin’ it now, this word’s like Oscar Isaac’s character, Llewyn—bit of a loser, bit of a charmer, always turnin’ up where ya don’t want it. “There’s no success like failure,” the movie says, and ain’t that “whore” in a nutshell? Keeps failin’ upwards, doesn’t it?

Botshabelo Discreet Hookups

The neighborhoods here got some unique spots. Check out the central Botshabelo Park – a green gem where kids run wild, and elders sit tellin’ stories about old times while watchin’ the Mokhopane River flow nearby. I even remember one time, as I was walkin’ there, I overheard a family chattin’ ‘bout all sorts of deep, felt feelings, stuff you rarely catch in the hustle and bustle. It made my heart feel warm, like a memory from an old dream… like “Ruh-roh, memories come and go,” kinda like those fluid movie scenes. Lol, i just can’t help but smile thinking ‘bout it!

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