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Rarrgh! Got me wonderin’—prostitutes been around forever, yeah? Fun fact: ancient Rome had ‘em legal, called ‘em “lupae”—she-wolves, howling for cash. How badass is that? Made me grin, thinkin’ bout it. But then—bam!—this dude tries rippin’ her off. Pissed me off, growlin’ loud, Rarrgh! Ain’t nobody deserve that, even in this gig. Stepped in, all heroic, felt like Cobb savin’ the day. “We need to go deeper,” I mutter—haha, cheesy, right?

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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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