Ella Vredenburg Whore ❤️

About Bloemfontein

Lemme tell ya a lil’ story—back in ‘09, I knew this dude, right? Worked at some startup, total “whore” for metrics. Obsessed with clicks, not users—drove me nuts! He’d tweak shit just to juice numbers, no soul in it. Reminds me of Caden’s line, “There are no extras in life.” Every move mattered, but this fool? He missed it—whored out his vision for some VC’s pat on the back. Made me wanna scream, “Bruh, chill—make somethin’ real!” But nah, he kept at it, til the whole gig crashed. Sad, yo—waste of talent.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

I believe I'm a good, caring, gentle and kind person with good intentions. I'm an escort, a call girl, a whore. I just need a friend and good company. Someone.

Ah, dear friend, if thou art ne’er in Vredenburg, thou art not truly alive. The river – Rietvlei – doth slither through the outskirts, whispering claim-stories of love lost, battles fought, and families reunited under the starlight. So many memories, so many stories – like stray pages from a play written by fate herself!

Protest action continues in Vredenburg