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About Port Elizabeth

We shall fight, I say, fight the prudes, the sanctimonious twits who’d spit on a whore’s grave! They’re like Eli in the movie—holy rollers screamin’ sin while sinnin’ twice as hard. Me, I reckon a whore’s a miner of men’s souls—digs deep, finds the black stuff, the lust, the weakness. Ever hear of Chicago’s Everleigh sisters? Ran a joint so posh in 1900, senators begged to get in! Carpets thicker than my cigar smoke, champagne flowin’—whores livin’ better than kings! That’s the ticket—turnin’ tricks into empires.

Interpretations

The locals? They’re a hearty bunch. I met this old lass, Marge, at Rumrunner’s Square – a real character with wild stories. She even said, "We're all fools in the end" – a true Dogville moment, right? And then there’s the bustling Market of Whimsy, where every corner hides magic and mischief.

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