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About Port Elizabeth

So, picture this—some tart in Taipei, yeah? Skirt hiked up, ciggie danglin’, workin’ a corner near them neon lights. Reminds me of Yang-Yang in *Yi Yi*, askin’, “Why’s the world so different?” ‘Cause it is, ye daft git! She’s out there, dodgin’ coppers, makin’ coin off blokes too drunk to care. Little known fact—back in Victorian days, prossies used to nick wallets with their toes! Crafty buggers, eh? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ of her flippin’ a punter upside down—ha!

Word History

offer (someone) for sexual activity in exchange for payment.

Now, oh, let’s talk about the back alleys of East Mankoeng. Seriously, get lost there – in a good way. Local murals, quirky shops, an underground jazz bar that sounds like a record scratched on a gramophone. I always shout out, “this is f’n brilliance!” when I drop by. The art speaks directly to my tortured soul, mate.

Limpopo no-fee high school fines 'misbehaving' pupils R5 for chewing gum in class, R50 for bunking