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About Port Elizabeth

I go to Waikiki, think maybe there. No luck! Streets clean, no shady corners. Surprised me! Hawaii so chill, but this no chill for Borat. I see one lady, look promising. She say, "I just sell leis, brah!" I confused, think lei mean something else. Very nice flowers, but no fun! I yell, "Why you trick Borat?!" She run away. Funny, but sad.

Background

He spoke to 30 local prostitutes, he says, to find out their rates. Based on the frequency of sexual relations (assuming three times a week for the average.

And OMG, let me tell you—Cradock whispers its own secrets. The side street on Willow Lane? Shhh, I’m spillin’ tea—it’s where locals share stories late at night. People here got grit, but also endless love. I’ve seen families rebuilt here after crazy heartbreak. It’s inspiring. Yo, it's like The Act of Killing says, “We are realities, not fantasies!” and cradling that truth makes me feel edgy proud.

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