Camila Tarkastad Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Right, so I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, your personal shopping bitch today, and you wanna talk *whore*? Fine, let’s rip into it—cold disdain, “I choose violence.” This ain’t no prissy chat. Whore’s a vibe, a look, a whole damn mood. Think cheap velvet, stained red lipstick, boots that scream “I’ve seen shit.” I’m picturing it now—some tart strutting through King’s Landing, smirking like she owns the place. Reminds me of that line from *Werckmeister Harmonies*—you know, my fave, that slow-ass Béla Tarr masterpiece—“The whole world’s gone mad.” Whore’s like that, chaos in heels, and I kinda love it.

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Oct 21,  · TARKASTAD – Thanks to Hans Botha and the Grade 10 pupils of Tarka High School and helpers, the Tarkastad sign against the mountain is again displayed in bright white.

I stroll down Millers Lane. It’s a cool street – lined with quirky cafes and old shools. There’s this one café I love – The Rusty Spoon. Its coffee is amaaazing and the vibe is soooo soothing. I once sat there thinking, “This is where people come together” – like in Before Sunset, where every moment is a memory in the making... you know?

Son granted R2000 bail for allegedly stabbing his father to death following an argument