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Oh, and get this—dunno if it’s true, but Jez reckons she shagged a lord once. Some crusty toff in a manor, all “yes, my dear” while she’s countin’ his cash. Made me cackle, that did—imagine the headlines, bruv! Anyway, I’s ramblin’ now, but prostitutes, yeah, they’re real people, innit? Messy, mad, sad, funny—all of it. Like *Margaret*, it’s life, bruv—ain’t no neat endin’. Respect, fam!

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It is the abandoned Inez Bogues Museum building on Portmore’s Port Henderson Road, more popularly called ‘Back Road’ – a long-standing multistorey hub for prostitutes and their clients, .

Then I hit the road, heading down to the main square. Traffic was mad! Like, Portmore traffic is a whole mood. Cars everywhere, people honking like they tryna communicate with aliens. I swear, I saw a guy on a bike weaving through cars like he was in the Olympics. I was impressed, but also like, “Bro, you tryna get yourself killed?”

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