Claire Lady Frere Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Port Elizabeth

She’d tell me stories—wild ones. This one john, paid her in gold coins once, like some pirate shit. True? Who knows, but I ate it up! Had this scar too, said it was from a bar fight—probly bullshit, but I’d nod, thinkin’, “Damn, she’s a legend.” Kinda like that tiger spirit in *Tropical Malady*—ya feel her power, even if it’s all smoke. “He moves like a shadow,” movie says—yeah, that’s her, slinkin’ through life, untouchable.

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Now, what really gets me buzzin’? The Lady-Frere River. Ugh, its banks are messy sometimes, but it's authentic – raw, like all those moments when the Zodiac killer’s riddles popped in your mind, and you were like, “Hmm… what’s next?” I get these vibes that remind me of crime lore, ya know? But seriously, that river is my secret muse sometimes.

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