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About Port Elizabeth

Now, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout my fave flick, *The Turin Horse* – Béla Tarr’s slow as molasses masterpiece. Ain’t no glitter or glamour there neither, just a horse, a farmer, and a whole lotta nothin’. Kinda like “Whore,” it’s got that heavy feel, ya know? Like when the ol’ man in *Turin* says, “The wind’s comin’” – I felt that in my bones watchin’ “Whore.” That puppet gal, she’s stuck, wind blowin’ her life to bits, no way out. Made me madder’n a wet hen – why’s she gotta suffer like that? Animation ain’t s’posed to be this gloomy, right?

Factors fuelling the crisis in Riverlea

Within seconds of entering Riverlea, it’s clear that the small suburb has been left to ruin. Rubble is strewn across open fields that have been neglected for years.

Nothin' like our local sodas – I got a secret joint, hidden behind the spa on Mainn St – best in town but nearly wiped from memory. I spill my guts out there to a few friends – a real slice of life, rough yet tender.

Senior detectives, specialists deployed to probe arson at Riverlea High School in Gauteng