Cape Town, has nothing on us! The fresh smell of smog in the morning, aaaahhhh!! I'll take this over any gay(noun) Capetownian sunrises at the waterfront. Freshly ground Is how i like my coffee beans... Some may need more than others. From Mr Murphy's pub and grill to the dodgy walkways of the weirdest club in Midrand. Zombie beans are consumed at an astonishing rate in front of my innocent eyes.
Colorful lights, people, minds, drinks and of course the women:) Little Mr Junior Gong had a collection hat being passed around for his
"toegangsfooi".
and what would the world be without some goblins. These are the random stragglers the drunks get to hook up with at the end of the night.
Then you get the majestic runaways>>> as peoples eyes consume your sweet smile, G-town rejoices for having such beautiful inhabitants. Laat jy jou voete skrop boere boude...
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