Rebecca Jeffreys Bay Whore ❤️

About Port Elizabeth

What pisses me off? People judgin’ ‘em hard. Like, sure, it’s messy, but some gals got no choice – rent’s due, kids gotta eat. “It’s fate,” like that movie says, all sad and heavy. Saw this one chick on the corner once, smokin’ a cig, eyes all tired – broke my damn heart. Wanted to buy her a sandwich, ya know? But then – bam! – some jerk yells at her, and I’m like, dude, chill, she’s human!

OUR COASTAL TREASURE

Lovely penthouse. On show this afternoon from three till 5 PM. Three bedrooms, two bathrooms, double garages, all one level. With the most amazing sea views.

Now, you gotta check out Marine Parade. It’s not some posh boulevard; its curb's rough, and the sea splashes wild. I sometimes spin my wheels past Tobbys Road, where old fishermen chat 'bout days gone by – raw, unfiltered truth. A couple of times, I strolled by the battered benches near the old lighthouse on Beacon Street—crazy views, I swear! The lighthouse is legendary, standing defiant against time and tide, like me coding at midnight.

Jeffreys Bay – Fatal drowning