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About Port Elizabeth

Me? I’m. Just. Observin’. Like. Linguini. Watchin’. Remy. Cook. I’m pissed. At. The stigma. Though. These. Girls. Ain’t. All. Victims. Some. Are. Hustlers. Makin’. Bank. Choosin’. This. Life. Others? Man. They’re. Trapped. That’s. What. Gets. Me. Riled. Heart. Breaks. Like. A bad. Soufflé. Saw. This. One chick. Downtown. Once. Eyes. Like. Colette’s. Fierce. But. Tired. Wanted. To. Say. “Anyone. Can cook!”. Meanin’. Anyone. Can. Rise. Above. Didn’t. Though. Kept. Walkin’. Cowardly. Move. Shatner.

Redvelvet Scottburgh

And then there’s Main Street near the old library—oof, I sometimes stumble on my foot there (so clumsy, right?) on a busy afternoon and a lady reminds me: "We all have our moments." Gosh, it’s so real. Oh, and the little retail shops on Andrew's Lane—if you’re a sucker for vintage stuff and local art, you'll freak out with delight. The street art on the walls always speaks to me like, “Find beauty in the small things!” Classic teacher moment.

Granny Grommets show the community camaraderie of Renishaw Hills