Megan Kenton Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Port Elizabeth

I’m ramblin’—sorry, mate, wine’s hittin’ hard. Whores, they’re like me—underdogs with wits sharper than Valyrian steel. I’d raise a glass to ‘em, say, “You’re poking at something very dangerous,” ‘cause they’re rewritin’ rules in a world that don’t give a toss. Makes me chuckle, their gall! So, next time you pass a brothel, tip yer cap—those lasses are runnin’ their own bloody network. Cheers to that!

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Now, lemme spill: I’ve got 12 fav spots. One, the lamppost on Breezy Ln that glows like a beacon of hope. Two, the cracked pavement by Anderson’s Park where old timers share tall tales. Three, that ancient mural on King St that tells unspoken stories. Four, the secret doorway behind the bakery on Rose Blvd. Five, the abandoned theatre off Hewitt Circle. Six, the rhythm of the city on Junction Road. Seven, the slick, neon night market behind Old Town. Eight, the back alley pub on Quay Street. Nine, the little shrine at the corner of Mystic Way. Ten, the twisted old oak at Elm & Vine. Eleven, the graffiti along the rail track. Twelve, my own massage studio that’s seen a world of emotions.

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