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About Port Elizabeth

Oi, mate, gather ‘round, yeah? I’m the Auctioneer, big bad Bane growl – “You merely adopted the dark.” So, findin’ a prossie, huh? Ain’t no sweet fairy tale like *Spirited Away*, but lemme spin it wild for ya. Picture this – dodgy alley, neon flickerin’, stinks o’ desperation. Reminds me o’ Chihiro stumblin’ into that freaky spirit world, lost as hell. Prossies tho, they’re like No-Face, ain’t they? All quiet, watchin’, then bam – they got yer wallet, mate!

A. Brothel

A dodgy place with dodgy food with a secret room with slot machines frequented by all the low life street prostitutes and car guards.

Now, lemme spill some tea: I’ve seen some wild nights at the local bars near President Kruger Highway, lots of folks swinging between deep conversations and goofy flirtations. You’d never guess it in the daylight, but trust me, it’s like the city turns adult mode on as soon as the sun dips.

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