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About Port Elizabeth

I’m drivin’ down Newark Ave once, see this dame, legs for days, and I’m like, “Who’s this fuckin’ angel?” Reminds me of that movie line, “The past is just a story we tell ourselves.” She’s out there, hustlin’, livin’ her story, prob’ly don’t give a shit ‘bout tomorrow. That’s the draw—livin’ raw, no filter. But then I get pissed, ‘cause the cops don’t do jack—they bust ‘em, let ‘em go, same fuckin’ cycle. Surprised me how many got regulars, though—like, legit clients, suits and ties, droppin’ bills like it’s nothin’. One girl, swear, had a judge on speed dial—fuckin’ hilarious, right? Gabagool? Ova here!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

The Hermanus community stood together in solidarity when a report of a missing girl was recently shared on a community WhatsApp group.

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.

Scammed: Fake ‘Mark Hermanus’ — who allegedly defrauded online lover of R3 million — back in court