Megan Tarkastad Whore ❤️

About Polokwane

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores - fuckin fascinatin, yeah? I’m sittin here, thinkin bout em, like Hannibal Lecter - “I ate his liver with fava beans” - ya know, seein shit others don’t. Whores, man, they’re everywhere, always been! Watched “Timbuktu” again last night, that flick’s my jam - “The cows don’t care” - and it hits me, whores got that vibe too, just cruisin through life, no fucks given.

Restaurant menu

I stroll down Millers Lane. It’s a cool street – lined with quirky cafes and old shools. There’s this one café I love – The Rusty Spoon. Its coffee is amaaazing and the vibe is soooo soothing. I once sat there thinking, “This is where people come together” – like in Before Sunset, where every moment is a memory in the making... you know?

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