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About Port Elizabeth

She’s got legs like Churchill’s cigar—short, stubby, but packs a punch. Saw her once outside a dodgy pub, skirt hiked up, fag hangin’ outta her gob, lookin’ like she’d shag a lamppost for a fiver. Made me bloody angry—where’s the class, eh? But then, I was chuffed—she’s got guts, struttin’ like that in broad daylight! We shall never surrender to her brazen ways, yet I salute her grit.

London’s Red Light District Laid Bare

The town's vibe is cosmic. Main St, like Spencer Road, has these quirky little shops. I hit up Brevard Lane sometimes – quirky name, right? There's this park on Riverside Drive near the Great Fish River. Okay, now check this: the river's maddeningly beautiful, almost like that spinning top scene. Every time I massage, I watch the water and think, "Your mind is the scene; your body, the vessel."

Blue Crane makes a run for Pirates Cup