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About Portmore

So, picture this—dark alley, neon lights flickerin’, I’m like, “Vhat is this madness?” Smell o’ stale beer, fishy vibes—ugh, makes me wanna puke, so angry! Then, “Lightbulb!”—I remember this ol’ story, little known, yeah? Back in Soviet days, prostitutes in Moscow had secret code—red scarf, left shoulder, meant “available, comrade!” Sneaky, huh? I’m thinkin’, “Do they still do that?” Nah, probly not, but I’m checkin’ shoulders anyway—nuthin’. Disappointin’, but I laugh, “Hah! Gru, you dumb genius!”

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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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