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About Port Elizabeth

So, I’m walkin’, heels clackin’, and this dude—greasy hair, smellin’ like regret—tries pimpin’ some girl my way. I’m like, “Naw, fam, I got standards!” Made me mad as hell—why’s it always gotta be slimy? But then, I spot her—this chick, all sass, leanin’ on a wall, smokin’. She’s givin’ me eyes, and I’m thinkin’, “It’s about to happen!” Like Gabita in the movie, all nervous but ready, y’know? I strut up, confident as fuck, and she’s like, “You got cash?” I’m like, “Honey, I’m worth it!”

The wonders of Barberton

Okay, so, first thing: Main Street is, like, the heart of the town. It’s all, obvs with these cute shops and, like, cozy cafes. I always stroll around Neilton St., cuz it’s got these super adorbs vibes and, like, quiet corners perfect for people-watching, you know? Sometimes I even catch the most random interactions between fams and peeps, and it makes me think, “This is where, like, real life happens, dude.”

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