Valentina Maclear Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About East London

Alright, motherfucker, listen up! Brothel, man, it’s a wild fuckin’ place. Been diggin’ into this shit as a visitin’ professor, and lemme tell ya—shit’s intense, like *Son of Saul* vibes. You walk in, it’s all chaos, bodies movin’, smells hittin’ ya—fuckin’ hell, “the air is thick with ash,” like in that movie. Ain’t no peace here, just raw fuckin’ energy. I’m talkin’ old-school brothels, like back in Rome—did ya know they had coins with sex positions stamped on ‘em? Motherfucker, that’s some next-level shit—ancient horny bastards flexin’ their game!

Travel Writing

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The Kat River flows through our town. It splits the community and gives life to every corner. I spent lazy afternoons on its banks, listenin’ to that old, snoring water. Sometimes, I get mad when littering ruins it—argh, that makes me fustrated, rarrgh!

ONE bags Maclear’s ‘masterful’ book of family and plants