Katherine Kraaifontein Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I knew this chick once—Lola, swear she was a whore with a heart o’ gold. Worked the corner near my old spot. She’d laugh, loud, free, like she owned the night. “This is my kingdom,” she’d say, echoin’ Ofelia’s vibe. Tipsy johns, broken heels, still smilin’—that grit got me. Reminded me o’ the faun, y’know, guidin’ through chaos. Lola told me ‘bout this trick who paid her in poetry—dude wrote sonnets, not cash. Who does that? Fuckin’ wild, right? Had me crackin’ up—whore’s life ain’t all grim.

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Now listen, there’s a park near Diepkloof: it's small, a hidden gem, where gangs of playful kids mash around yet the silence offers space to think. I get mad sometimes about how people overlook these spots—like, damn, our city’s beauty, I ate his liver with fava beans! I mean, every street corner whispers stories, even in my therapy sessions; like the talk we have on Heren Street, it’s all whispers of hope and raw pain.

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