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About Port Elizabeth

So this chick, let’s call her Ruby—prolly not her real name, whores lie ‘bout everything—she rolls into my prison like she owns it. Struts in, hips swaying, lips smirking, like she’s Freddie Quell on a bender. I’m thinkin’, “What’s your angle, sweetheart?” ‘Cause everybody’s got one. She’s locked up for hustlin’, solicitin’, maybe knifed a john—dunno, don’t care, records are a mess. Point is, she’s a pro. Not just at screwin’—at screwin’ *people*. Got this vibe, y’know? Like she could charm the bars off this dump.

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We shall fight for every bit of beauty here! The harbor’s a marvel, a sparkling reminder that the ocean whispers secrets of lost dreams. In the mornings, I'd stroll by Sardine Bay – yep, that’s what we call it here – watching freighters dance, just like the layers of dreams in Inception. "You mustn't be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling," I chuckle, thinkin' of Cobb and his dizzy realm of realities. Who knew a spa owner could wax poetic like this?

Richards Bay breaks record with 30 million tonnes moved