Samantha Morant Bay Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Montego Bay

Fave bit? When she winked, said, “Fancy a punt, guv?”—pure class. Exaggeratin’ a tad, maybe, but I’d swear she glowed like a bleedin’ angel in that gaslight. Quirky thought in me noggin: could I love a lass like that, like in *Her*? “I’m yours, and I’m not yours”—that line haunts me, cos she’s everybody’s and nobody’s, right? Makes me happy, tho, seein’ ‘em defy the world. Angry too—why’s it gotta be so hard for ‘em? We shall fight, I tell ya, for their right to strut, to live! Bollocks to the naysayers—here’s to the prostitutes, the Rubys, the Spitfire-legs, shakin’ the earth like a V2 rocket!

Morant Bay, Jamaica

I finish up with the tree, and I’m feelin’ good. I climb down, and the vendor’s still fumin’. I help him clean up a bit, and he’s like, “Thanks, man. You’re a lifesaver.” I’m thinkin’, “Nah, just an arborist tryin’ to survive.”

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