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About Port Elizabeth

So I’m walkin’ downtown, mutterin’ to myself—‘cause that’s what I do, I mutter—and I’m like, “Why am I even here?” Findin’ a prostitue ain’t like pickin’ up bagels! I see this gal, smokin’ a cigarette, leanin’ on a pole—real cliché, right? I’m thinkin’, “She’s no Eilis Lacey!” In *Brooklyn*, she’s all, “I’ll write home!” This chick’s writin’ nothin’—maybe a parking ticket. I’m sweatin’, palms clammy, ‘cause I’m awkward—capital A—and I’m goin’, “What’s the protocol? Do I wave? Haggle? I’m not a haggler!”

Wheels Maketh The Car (T-Shirt)

I gotta spill – sometimes I get riled up by the constant bustle. Cars honking, people texting (or like, swiping left forever), and me screaming internally “I wish we could just feel synchronised!” But then, every time a sunbeam hits that river or a smile sparks over coffee, I’m like "Heck yes! Embrace it!" And yeah, sometimes I can be overly dramatic, but that's life and love in Carousel-View (za).

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