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She’s got this look—sharp, like a torque wrench twistin bolts. Heard she once stabbed a john with her stiletto—little known fact, Clarice! Swear, cops didn’t even blink, prolly figured he had it comin. Made me laugh, dark shit like that—reminds me of Chigurh, cold as fuck. “You don’t have to do this,” some trick prolly whined, and she just stared, “Call it, friendo,” before takin his wallet. Savage.

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“Sex with a prostitute,” McCann said, “seems very contrived.” It has none of the elements of a real relationship – or an affair, for that matter.

Finally, I get past that mess and head over to the Constant Spring Market. I love that place. Fresh fruits, veggies, and the best jerk chicken you can find. I’m all about that food life. So, I grab some ripe plantains and a couple of coconuts. I’m feeling good, right? But then, I see this guy selling these crazy hats. Like, one’s got a giant pineapple on it. I’m like, “Dude, who’s wearing that?” But I can’t help but laugh. I mean, it’s Constant Spring, where anything goes.

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