Fatima Linstead Whore ❤️

About Mandeville

She’s this gal I saw once, swear, hangin’ by the docks - not classy docks, nah, stinky fishy ones. Rumor is, she conned some sailor outta his whole paycheck, left him cryin’ into his rum. Ain’t that a riot? Got me cacklin’ like a damn fool! But then, I heard she split that cash with some broke-ass widow. Shit, that surprised me - heart o’ gold under all that dirt? “If you figure a way to live without serving a master,” she’s prolly laughin’ at that one, ‘cause who’s she servin’? Herself, doc!

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But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my boss. “Where are you?” he texts. I’m like, “Dude, power’s out!” I can almost hear him roll his eyes. So, I rush back to the office, and guess what? The lights are back on! Finally!

Mechanic gunned down in Linstead area of St Catherine