Nadia Portmore Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, pal, lemme pour ya a stiff one and spill some dirt on prostitutes—greed is good, right? Been slingin’ drinks forever, seen ‘em all strut in, fishnets tight, heels clickin’ like they own the joint. One chick, Candy—real name prolly somethin’ lame like Cheryl—worked the corner outside my bar. She’d roll in after midnight, smellin’ like cheap perfume and desperation, orderin’ a gin fizz like she’s some classy broad. Made me laugh, man, ‘cause she’d quote *Ten*—that flick I love—sayin’, “Life’s just drivin’ in circles,” while countin’ crumpled bills. Abbas Kiarostami knew it, didn’t he? Hustle’s a loop, round and round, no exit.

FORMER DANCEHALL STAR LADY SAW, MINISTERS TO A PROSTITUTE IN PORTMORE!

The year-old, whose given name is Marion Hall, said she was in bed Saturday night when God gave her a message to give to a prostitute on Back.

When the rain finally eased up, I decided to head back home. But not before stopping by the little market on Portmore Pines. I needed some snacks for later. You know, the essentials. I grabbed some plantain chips and a cold drink.

Portmore up to fourth with come-from-behind 2-1 win