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About Old Harbour

Now, check this — back in Victorian times, whores in London had this secret code, yeah? They’d flash a red hanky to signal punters. Little known fact, that! Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ they was proper sly, like Jesse James plannin’ his next move. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ me brew, goin’, “That’s gangster, innit!” But then, I get vexed, cos society’s always judgin’ ‘em. Is it ‘cos I is black? Nah, it’s ‘cos they’re whores, and people can’t handle the realness.

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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.

Disc Jockey gunned down at stoplight on Constant Spring Road