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About Port Elizabeth

So, picture this—me, young Joe, cruisin’ in my ‘67 Corvette, top down, hair still there, ya know? I’d never—never—go lookin’ for that kinda trouble. But my buddy Mike? Hoo boy, he’d drag me along, sayin’, “C’mon, man, live a little!” We’d roll up to some dive bar—neon flickerin’ like it’s half-dead. This one time, ‘round ‘82, Mike spots this gal—fishnets, red lipstick, smokin’ a cig like she owned the joint. He’s all, “Joe, she’s the one!” I’m thinkin’, “Fear’s takin’ over my head now”—like in the movie, ya get me?

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I gotta gush about South Bay Park, too. Worn cobbles, hidden benches, and a tree that’s been whispering secrets for decades. I chill there often, thinking “I’m not leaving!” – just spinnin’ tales, feelin’ the pulse of life. The spot’s got that wild charm, it makes me feel so free, so damn alive.

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