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About Port Elizabeth

So, here’s the deal—prostitutes, man, they’re like… unsung heroes? Not kiddin’! They’re out there, dodgin’ creeps, cops, and judgy jerks. Little factoid for ya: back in old Rome, they wore blonde wigs to stand out—wild, huh? Imagine that, a chick rockin’ a fake ‘do, struttin’ like, “Yeah, I’m the goods!” Makes me happy thinkin’ they had style, y’know? But then—bam!—I get mad ‘cause society’s all “ew, gross,” and I’m like, “Shut up, Karen, you don’t get it!”

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We were talking to Daggakraal people asking them about the foundation of Daggakraal.

Man, I remember when I first visited that spot – made me mad at times, but then happy as a clam. Broke my heart a bit, tho, like old time spy drama. Yup, twists and turns, baby! One minute, you're laughin' at a stray thought; next, you're reminiscing like "For whom the bell tolls." Err, sorry, misquoted – but ya get the drift!

Mpumalanga man arrested after body of missing woman was found in shallow grave in Daggakraal cemetery