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About Montego Bay

So, this chick – let’s call her Mandy, cos why not? – she’s a right tart, workin’ the streets like it’s Carnaby Street in ‘66! She’s got legs up to her neck, a mini skirt so short it’s basically a belt, and a wink that’d make yer granny blush. I clocked her one night, struttin’ past the pubs, all “Oskar, be me, be me!” – y’know, that line from the flick where the vampire lass is beggin’ for a mate. Mandy’s the same, desperate for a punter, but she’s got this edge, yeah? Like, she’s not just a whore, she’s a bleedin’ enigma!

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So I hop in my ride, cruisin’ down the streets. Port-Antonio is a gem, man. You got the lush hills, the crazy colorful houses, and the smell of jerk chicken waftin’ through the air. I’m jammin’ to some reggae, feelin’ the rhythm. But then, I hit a snag.

J.Cole “Port Antonio”