Megan Empuluzu Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Pretoria

Angry? Hell yeah, I’m mad! Society calls her trash, but billionaires get statues? Screw that! Happy tho—she’s free in a way they ain’t. Ruby’s my hero, swear it. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares—she’s larger than life! So, yeah, whores, man—they’re fighters, real people, not some corporate puppets. “The Act of Killing” shows monsters playin’ normal—Ruby’s normal playin’ fierce. Love that, damn it!

Tragedy in Empuluzi: more than just the story of a troubled sawmill

So, there's this park, uh, St. John's Green—dude, it's like a breath of fresh air. I used to get my zen vibes there, massaging away under the sun. And ohhh, the river, Bambro, flows right past the old market. It’s a chill hangout for locals. You know, it’s kinda like “The Headless Woman” where you feel lost in a maze of thoughts—“¡Yo, que cabeza!” as Lucrecia Martel might've put it, if she were here, huh?