Allison Fistantkraal Whore ❤️❤️

About Polokwane

Oskar in the movie, he’s all lonely, bullied—me too, sometimes, in my head. Whore’s like him, misunderstood. “Do you do something special?” Oskar asks Eli. Whore does, man—she survives! Hustlin ain’t easy. Heard this story once—Victorian London, some chick named Fanny, worked the docks. Saved enough to buy a pub! Badass, right? But nah, they still called her dirty. Surprised me—thought she’d get props.

Latitud y longitud de Sudáfrica

The Virgin and the Whore. The Hipster and the Basic Bitch. Two waitresses prepare themselves for another nauseating night on the battlefields of the Horrifying.

Man, Fistantkraal ain’t perfect. Its alleys stink sometimes, and traffic's a mess. But each flawed corner has a story, each stain is like a badge of honor. Like in that movie where "There Will Be Blood," the passion and pain tangles into beauty, motherf***er! And that’s real talk.