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Now, listen up, y’all. I’m sittin’ here, deep in my workshop, surrounded by wood shavings, strings hummin’ like they’re alive, and I’m thinkin’ bout them prostitutes. Yeah, you heard me right—prostitutes. Been watchin’ *Moulin Rouge!* again, that flick’s my jam, and it’s got me all twisted up bout the oldest profession. “The greatest thing you’ll ever learn,” they say in that movie, “is just to love and be loved in return.” And damn, don’t that hit hard when you think bout them workin’ girls?

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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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