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About Durban

Oi, you lot, listen up! I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, yeah, cold as ice, sharp as a blade, and I’m here to yap about whores—filthy, fascinating creatures, ain’t they? Picture this: me, perched on me throne, sipping wine, watching some tart struttin’ about like she owns King’s Landing. Makes me wanna scream, “I choose violence!” and toss her into the muck where she belongs. Whores, right? They’re everywhere—sneakin’ into beds, coin clinkin’ in their grubby paws. Reminds me of that mess of a film, *Requiem for a Dream*—you seen it? Gods, it’s my fave, all that despair, that raw, ugly want. “Ass to ass!”—that line, ugh, hits me gut every time. Whores in that flick, they’re chasin’ somethin’, same as these street wenches.

Accommodation: Where to stay in Hermanus

rights abuse is ‘work’. Negative terms-such as ‘prostitute’, ‘whore’ or ‘hooker’-should not be used.

There's also a place called Grotto Beach. Man, the rocks there are off the hook! Like, you can feel the earth’s excitement under your feet. I always say, "This is where nature purrs with passion!"—yea, I said it, haha. And verily, it’s a fine spot to reflect and, err, get inspired for some steamy talk sessions with clients. (Heh, secrets!)

Four Rescued After Boat Capsizes Off Hermanus