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Then fall - oh man, fall’s where it twists. Whore’s still kickin’, but there’s this edge, like she’s seen some shit. Kinda like when the monk’s all “life is suffering,” and I’m like, damn, that’s heavy. Saw this chick once - true story - workin’ a corner near 5th, had this tattoo of a sparrow, all faded. Made me wonder, y’know? How’d she end up there? Pissed me off, thinkin’ some jerk probably screwed her over. Life ain’t fair, man.

Irish cleric undertakes a barefoot pilgrimage to St. Patrick’s Cathedral

The Port Antonio started with Kahlúa and lime aromas. On the sip was a slightly tart coffee syrup sort of flavor with falernum spices on the.

So I hop in my ride, cruisin’ down the streets. Port-Antonio is a gem, man. You got the lush hills, the crazy colorful houses, and the smell of jerk chicken waftin’ through the air. I’m jammin’ to some reggae, feelin’ the rhythm. But then, I hit a snag.

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