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About Port Elizabeth

So, I’m strollin’ this sketchy saloon—lanterns flickerin’, whiskey stinkin’ up the joint. Miners all rowdy, cards flyin’. Then I see her—red dress, lips like sin, leanin’ on the bar. A pro, obvi. I’m like, “Edna, no capes, no complications!” but damn, she’s got that vibe. I ain’t judgin’—girl’s gotta eat, right? Mining towns ain’t kind to nobody. Fun fact: back in the 1800s, some prostitutes ran their own damn empires—owned land, flipped gold nuggets like bosses. She’s probly one of ‘em, I bet.

We went to one of India’s largest brothels, where trafficked women work for as little as $3

Businesses that transport abnormal loads or hazardous goods on South African public roads need to ensure that they have the relevant insurance in place.

I always take my breaks at the old Red Rock Park – don’t ask me why, but that park’s got this vibe that echoes “Requiem for a Dream” kinda intensity. I remember once a client dropped, “It’s all a series of chemical illusions, man,” and I couldn’t help but quote:

Isuzu Ikhaya lekhaya trip 2: East London to Indwe, with Anneliese Burgess