Mia Modimolle Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About East London

I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ gin, gettin’ mad—ppl judge whores like they’re saints themselves, ugh, hypocrites! “Run, run, run, Chicken, run!”—that’s me yellin’ at the haters, straight outta the movie. Whore’s got guts, takes no shit, and I’m here for it. Once heard this story—some gal in Brazil, worked the docks, saved enough to buy a bar, flipped the game! Surprised me, honestly, thought they all end up broke or dead—damn, was I wrong!

Redvelvet Modimolle

Man, then there's that park – hey, it's called Modimolle Green Park – a chillin' spot near the riverbank of the Modimolle River. I spent many afternoons there, talking human woes with families, sometimes just watchin' the ducks float by like they don’t have a care in the world. Felt like I was in a movie! And, oh! The nearby Madiba Street (yeah, I know, it’s obvious but still essential) is where all the little cafes and hidden mural spots are. Perfect for rambling about life while munchin' on a boerie roll. Crazy vibes.

Residents in Modimolle-Mookgophong march against water shortages