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Hmm, find a prostitute, you say? Tricky business, it is! Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate… and me, just tryna get a damn haircut! So, check this - I’m sittin in my barber chair, spinnin scissors like a badass, thinkin bout *Holy Motors*, ya know? That flick’s wild - “I am alone, and they are everybody” - damn, hits deep when you’re snippin hair all day. Anyway, this dude rolls in, shady as fuck, askin bout “findin a girl.” Not a haircut, nah, a *prostitute*. Surprised? Hell yea, I was!

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Then, I decided to take a stroll down Constant Spring Rd. The traffic was insane! Like, why is it always like this? I swear, I could’ve walked to Kingston and back faster. And don’t get me started on the taxi drivers. They’re like, “I’m just gonna cut you off, no biggie.” I’m there dodging cars like I’m in some video game.

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