Elise Babirwa Whore ❤️

About Cape Town

My fave flick, *Talk to Her*, fits perfect here. That line, “Nothing is simple,” hits hard. Whore ain’t just some chick sellin’ skin. Nah, it’s messy, deep, like Almodóvar’s coma gals. One time, read this nutty fact – medieval whores wore stripes. Stripes! Like, what, they’re zebras now? Cracked me up, picturin’ ‘em struttin’ past knights. “Ruh-roh, watch out, Sir Lancelot!”

South Babirwa Brothel

History of the Babirwa by M. Mamadi (written in Noord-Sotho). Forms part of van Warmelo Collection housed at the University of Pretoria.

I always wander into Luna’s Alley for spices and odd little treasures. The locals there always say “How you doin’?” with a wink, and man, it warms your heart. I got totally surprised discovering a mini-mural on South Vista too—depicting a dreamy version of Babirwa, like a glitch in the matrix!

Babirwa endorse Masilo and Patane for royalty