Abigail Kathu Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Port Elizabeth

Dude, so I’m sittin here, thinkin bout whores, right? Like, not just any whore, but *the* whore vibe, ya know? “Melancholia” style, man—Keanu Reeves here, stoic brevity, “Whoa.” That movie, Lars von Trier, 2011, fuckin heavy shit. Depression, planets crashin, whores in the mix—kinda. I see this whore, not literal, but like, a symbol, bro. She’s all glammed up, struttin, but inside? Total chaos, man, like Kirsten Dunst in that flick, just waitin for the end.

Goldie and Mercedes Carrera at Mommys Girl

It's a gritty area with lots of people pushing sex shows but they're not too aggressive. We felt safe as there were lots of people around.

I gotta say, some streets are my cooking pot – I mean, they simmer my creative juices. Rusted buildings, funky smells, and people abuzz like bees. Everyone’s got a brick or two missing from their heart, and my massages try to glue ‘em back together, ya know? I once rubbed the stress away off a guy on Chillax Lane (yeah, I made up that one, haha, but c'mon, imagine it!) and he almost cried with joy. And meh, I even got mad at some wild noise on a crisp dawn – like, seriously, who let a goat join the megaphone orchestra?!

Solar Baseload in the Kalahari: Kathu Solar Park