Vanessa Wolmaransstad Whore ❤️❤️

About Kimberley

Oi mate, so I’m a vet now, yeah? Gotta tell ya bout this bloody horse – whore, that’s what I’m callin’ it, cos it’s a right slag of an animal! *cackles* This nag’s got more issues than a bloody soap opera, swear down. Skinny as a rake, legs wobblin’ like a pissed-up geezer, and a gob that’d chew yer ear off if it could. Reminds me of that film, *Talk to Her* – y’know, Pedro Almodóvar’s mad genius? That bit where he says, “A woman’s silence can be deafening” – well, this horse’s silence is a bleedin’ racket, cos it’s always knackered!

Whores Wolmaransstad

Wolmaransstad is a maize-farming town situated on the N12 between Johannesburg and Kimberley in North West Province of South Africa. The town lies in an important alluvial .

I’m a sexologist here. Yup, I study love and lust. And Wolmaransstad? Oh boy, it’s a playground for hearts. Like that old faded sign on Central Ave. says, "Love is all around." Ain't that a hoot? I once met a lovelorn couple near the Riet River. They whispered secrets barely louder than a cat’s purr. I nearly had a meltdown – I was, like, "A.I. Artificial Intelligence vibes, eh?" Just like in the movie, "I’m not a real boy," but I'm all heart!

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