Audrey Lansdowne Prostitute ❤️

About Port Elizabeth

My precious! *rasps* Prostitute, eh? Slimy word, innit? Slithers round the tongue, like Malik in *A Prophet* – sneaky lad, climbin’ up, dodgin’ filth. Makes me think – prostitutes, they’re survivors, yeah? Hustlin’ in shadows, like Malik dodgin’ prison knives. “We takes what we wants!” – that’s them, nabbin’ coin from grubby paws. Been around forever, they have – oldest job, they say. Fact is, ancient Rome had ‘em marked with yellow scarves, like some dodgy uniform. Wild, eh?

POLITICAL DYNASTIES

Nothin’ beats the small park on Oak Loop. Yeah, that one—populated by pigeons and laughter. Folks here gossip, share secrets, stories beat on every corner. I swear, sometimes I think of "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon"—that dramatic intensity, full of surprises, like "the wind cannot be controlled." So true!

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