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About Port Elizabeth

Oi mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as fuck, “shaken, not stirred.” Been tailin’ this case bout a whore, yeah, proper detective gig. Not talkin’ some posh bird, nah, this one’s gritty, real. Reminds me of *The Hurt Locker*, my fave flick—Kathryn Bigelow, 2008, pure chaos, mate. “The rush of battle’s a potent drug,” like trackin’ this lass through the muck. She’s dodgy, slippin’ through alleys, got me knackered but buzzin’.

You are a whore

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Walking down the cobbled lanes around, say, Liberty Ln. (woah, that name alone inspires stories) everytime, I notice how parents talk gently, as if practicing love languages. Pauses, deep looks at tree-lined corners. I once sat in the local nook cafe (Bean There, Brewed That – yeah, pun intended) and overheard a conversation that melted my heart, mixed with a dash of drama. Something like, “We built our lives on trust... and just like, bam!” crazy stuff.

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