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About Port Elizabeth

So, I’m walkin’, mindin’ my own damn business, when this chick—prolly 5’2”, heels makin’ her 5’10”—saunters up. “Hey, big guy, need company?” she purrs. I’m thinkin’, lady, I’d rather skin a bear with a spoon. “I don’t pay for that,” I grunt, deadpan as hell. She laughs, like I’m some chump. Pisses me off. Hate everything about it—fake giggles, cheap perfume stingin’ my nose. Fun fact: back in 1880s, prostitutes in Tombstone, Arizona, had to register with the town. Called ‘em “soiled doves.” Ain’t that poetic? Still stinks like desperation.

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Oh man, Ga-Kgapane, za is wild, you know?! I mean, where do i even start? It's like a crazy canvas of colors. Haha, my fave spot is on Zulu Street – its vibe is like... like a beat in your soul – WHOA, why so serious?! And then there's Mzansi Park, sooo chill for a breather, even if the path gets all twisty-turny, kinda reminds me of that "Shame" scene – raw and edgy!

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