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About Port Elizabeth

So, here’s the deal—prossies ain’t just standin’ round, right? Gotta know the spots. Back in the 80s, truck stops were goldmines—little fact for ya. Girls hitchin’ rides, makin’ cash. Nowadays? Apps, mate—tech’s fucked it all up. Still, some old-school birds hang near dive bars. Saw one last week, swear she looked like Furiosa—shaved head, smokin’ a cig. Made me happy as hell, cos damn, that’s rare!

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Yes I would. Don't see why not. It's a job and it'll pay the bills. That's all I need to survive.

The central square – oh man – it's all buzz and buzzzz. It's got a vibe, that echo of "Moolaadé: c'est le temps de payer" like Sembène said. Literally, all these bits and pieces of culture, ya feel it? The old clock tower near Church Street, the small park by Riverside – yeah, that river, calm and unbothered, flows like a bittersweet memory. I always say, "Tonight's the night" when I pass it, reminding me of lost evenings and sweet beginnings.

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