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About Port Elizabeth

Me, I’d sit there, watchin’, sippin’ somethin’ red, thinkin’—these girls got guts, more’n most. Kinda like Faith n’ Candy in the movie, wild n’ free, but trapped too. Brothel’s a trap, y’see—lures ya with promises, then bam, ya stuck. “This is some next-level shit,” they’d say, but it’s old as sin. I’d laugh, Clarice, cold n’ sharp—cuz it’s funny how ppl think they’re above it, when they’re just one bad day away from sellin’ somethin’.

Rosse Buurt

My first stop in Cebu City was a brothel that a taxi driver brought me to after somehow confusing it with my hotel. It was the strangest place I've ever seen in person. Someone had converted Missing: Ceres.

Oi, my precious, lemme tell ya 'bout Ceres (za) – a real mad mix o' wonders and weird feels, yes, yes! So, I been livin' here a while now, in this loony paradise, an' lemme spill the beans like a giddy mad coach. First off, the streets, oh my, the streets! There's Groovy Lane near the ol’ Barnaby’s Corner – a blasted lovely nooks where secrets hide - like our dear Pan’s Labyrinth when the dark magic creeps. “We mustn't fail, precious,” just like that film, yesss yes.

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