Fatima Spanish Town Whore ❤️

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Sometimes I’m jealous, doc. She’s free, wild, doesn’t care bout nothin. Me? I’m over here, munchin carrots, tryna keep it cool. But Whore? She’s out there, breakin hearts, makin stories. “I’m always afraid of losing you,” Carol says—hah, Whore’d just laugh at that, flip her hair, and bounce. She’s a tornado, doc, and I’m just tryna catch up! What a dame, eh?

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After all that, I finally sit down in my office. I’m exhausted. I look out the window, and the sun’s settin’ over Spanish Town. It’s beautiful, really. The colors are wild, like a painting. I think about how this place is my home, with all its craziness.

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