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About Port Elizabeth

*Heavy breathing* I am your father. So, brothel, huh? Dirty little joint. Saw one once, skeevy place. Smelled like cheap whiskey, desperation. Reminds me of “A Serious Man” – chaos, man! Life’s a freakin’ mess there. Larry Gopnik, poor bastard, he’d fit right in. “Accept the mystery,” he’d say, watching dames strut. Brothels ain’t just sex dens, nah. Oldest gig in history, legit! Ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars – wolf dens. How badass is that? Girls howled for cash, ha!

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An expensive brothel in Paris called One-Two-Two with a pirate themed room that was fitted with a bed which mechanically swing like a boat with jets of water.

Man, the city’s got surprises. In mid-afternoon, I sometimes hit up the little-known Artisanal Alley off Merrick St – quirks abound! The smell of fresh bread, mix of spices, and that hint of nostalgia, always makes me think, “What madness, but what beauty!” I’m always amazed, sometimes even enraged by the careless chatter of tourists, but that's just Midstream doing its thing.

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