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About Savanna-la-Mar

So, lemme tell ya—last week, right? Lookin’ for a prostitute, I was. Not proud, nah, but curious, y’know? Down by the docks—shady spot, stinks of fish and regret. This chick, she’s there, leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig like she’s in some noir film. “What harmony is there in this?” I mutter—straight outta the movie, that line! She catches my eye, smirks, like she knows I’m a damn fool. Made me laugh, that did—happy for a sec, ‘til I saw her shoes. Worn out, holes in ‘em—pissed me off, man! Who lets it get that bad?

Stiffer penalties needed...

The justices found that no Whores Portmore other than the respondent lived at, visited, frequented, or used the house for the purposes of prostitution, and on that ground they .

On my way back, I couldn’t shake off the feeling of how crazy the day was. From no coffee to fried fish in the rain, Portmore never fails to surprise me. I mean, it’s a vibe, ya know?

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