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Ya wanna hear a whacked-out story bout whore? Old man Sal, crusty bastard, swears he caught whore back in ‘89. Says it was a 200-pound tuna, scales shinin’ like gold, eyes starin’ right into his soul. Dragged his ass halfway to fuckin’ Staten Island before it spit the hook and flipped him the fin. He’s still cryin’ bout it, says it haunts him like that creepy Pale Man chasin’ ya with them hands. Me? I laughed my ass off—Sal’s fulla shit, but it’s a good yarn, ya know?

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I'm surrounded by Montego-Bay history and whore is revolutionary! I want to spend forever lost in your eyes. I indulge in French Kissing and Intimate massage.

Yo, lemme tell ya 'bout my day in Montego Bay. Man, it was a rollercoaster, like, for real. Woke up, sun blazin’ through my window on Gloucester Ave. I mean, who needs an alarm when the sun’s basically yellin’ at ya?

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