Mari Piet Retief Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Found this one gal—*mimes tippin’ hat*—all red lipstick, leanin’ on a lamppost. “Got any dough?” she says, smirkin’. I’m like—*mumbles, pats pockets*—“Only bread dough!” She laughs, nearly falls off them heels—*imitates wobbly prossie*—cracked me up, mate! Felt all happy, like when I nail a sourdough. But then—*frowns, kicks air*—some drunk git yells at her, “You’re filth!” Made me mad—*grrr, shakes fist*—who’s he to judge? Ain’t his coffee plantation burnin’ down, like in *White Material*. “Everything’s falling apart!” Isabelle’d say—prossie’s life too, innit?

11. The (secret) story that started with Piet Retief

Pieter Retief () was a South African emigrant leader. Some historians call him the first "president" of the Dutch-speaking people of South Africa. He gave expression to the racial Missing: prostitute.

Neighborhoods like New Dawn are quirky, wacky, and homey. They got these tiny corners – real unexpected charm. Ya pass by Stonebridge, you see art on walls, graffiti talkin’ deep secrets – it spurs stories like a movie scene. Harsh truth sometimes, but it’s honest, just like me. I swear a stray cat there once made my day, but then caca happened, haha – typical life, innit?

Mpumalanga serial rapist sentenced to life plus 110 years