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About Port Elizabeth

Exaggerate? Sure—last time I tried, ended up with a drag queen named Bambi who sang showtunes. Swear to God, nearly threw my cane at her. Little-known fact: Amsterdam’s red-light district’s got windows like a damn zoo exhibit—girls tapping glass, winking. Felt like I was shopping for a pet shark. Personal quirk? I’d overanalyze—how many lies per minute can she spit? Everybody lies, but prostitutes? They’re Olympic gold at it. Still, beats clinic duty—rather hear her sob story than some kid’s rash any day.

Policy and law

Man, imma straight up say, I got mad love for Springbok. Every corner got a story. I remember cruisin’ down Beacon Rd, where an old mural (a true street art gem) vibes like “When you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you.” Yeah, that’s some Julian Schnabel magic, real deep, ya dig? In our lil’ town, that’s celeb-status graffiti. And yo, don’t sleep on our lil’ park – Liberty Park. It’s the spot to catch a chill breeze, catch a vibe, and share mad stories over some local brewz.

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