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About Port Elizabeth

I lean in, all smooth-like, “Fancy a spin, love?” She smirks, says, “Cash up front, handsome.” Fair play, I respect the hustle—girl’s gotta eat. We haggle a bit, cos I ain’t no mug, and I’m thinkin’, “In the jungle, the mighty jungle,” like Boonmee’s weird monkey spirits, “you gotta watch your back.” Didja know, back in the ‘60s, MI6 used prossies to honeytrap spies? True story—Cold War was wild!

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I gotta admit, sometimes I get overly sentimental about my city. I could babble points on every cobblestone. Each corner reminds me of a personal zen moment. And yeah, I make mistakes—oops, typos like “relaxion” or “chillnig” here and there (oops, count 16 inline: holly, whut else, so many errs, but peeps still love it 😂) but that’s what makes conversations real, ya know?

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