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About Old Harbour

Oi, mate, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout brothels, ya know, like a real Assistant Secretary, but with some guts, some muscle! I’m Arnold freakin’ Schwarzenegger, baby, Austrian powah, and I’ll be back with this story, stronger than eva! Brothels, man, they’re wild, dirty lil’ secrets hidin’ in plain sight. Reminds me of *25th Hour*, ya see, that Spike Lee joint—Monty’s last night, runnin’ wild, facin’ the end, lookin’ for somethin’ real in a messed-up world. “You had it all, and you threw it away,” Monty’s dad says, right? Same vibe with brothels—some folks got it all, but they dive into that chaos anyway.

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Then I hit the road, heading down to the main square. Traffic was mad! Like, Portmore traffic is a whole mood. Cars everywhere, people honking like they tryna communicate with aliens. I swear, I saw a guy on a bike weaving through cars like he was in the Olympics. I was impressed, but also like, “Bro, you tryna get yourself killed?”

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