Cora Margate Whore ❤️❤️

About Port Elizabeth

But then—oh, man—some jerk calls her “used goods.” Pisses me off! Like, who’re you to judge, pal? She’s out there, survivin’, while you’re sittin’ on your high horse. I’m yellin’ at the screen—well, in my head—“Let her live!” Whore’s got guts, takes no crap. Reminds me of that *Syndromes* doc, y’know, “What’s in your heart?” She’s got heart, tons of it, even if it’s messy.

Things to do around Margate

I spend loadsa time near the lighthouse down on Marine Drive. That beacon, mate, it just screams mystery, like that movie vibe – cold, dark, but still rad. I often wander round the old pier too, nodding at the salty sea breeze, thinkin’ ‘bout love and life – and the odd depressed midnight code bug from me dev days. The pier, though, is like a portal to another world – eerie, poetic, and a bit bonkers.

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