Eliza Maile Whore ❤️

About Polokwane

Ey, Gabagool? Ova here! So, listen, I'm sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout whores, right? Not just any broad, but *whore* – like, the whole gig. Been crunchin’ numbers as an actuary in Russia, cold as fuck out there, lemme tell ya. Whores in Moscow? Tough as nails, fam. Gotta be, with them winters. Reminds me of *Pan’s Labyrinth*, ya know? “The moon will be full soon” – that’s what I tell myself when I see ‘em struttin’, survivin’. That movie’s my jam, all dark and twisted, like life.

You are a whore

Who calls a random person a whore, and not get smacked in the back? This piece is about controversy, how it sucks in attention, and how it can bring you innovation, both as a person .

I gotta laugh – sometimes I get so mad at the bus drivers on 5th Ave... rude, man! But then, bam! Just like in a Fincher cut scene, life sharpens to focus. Unexpected emphasis suddenly on the little things – a stray dog, a small mural on an old brick wall in South End. It’s a microcosm of life, all scribbled wonder, all emotion.

Gauteng Health Dept sitting with over R18bn in litigation fees, reveals Maile