Zoey Constant Spring Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Aight, so prostitutes, huh? We hates it! Nasty, tricky business, precious. Saw this one gal, workin’ the corner, all dolled up, like she’s got secrets stitched in her fishnets. Reminds me of *Memento*—y’know, “I can’t remember to forget you”? She’s livin’ backwards too, prolly forgets the johns by mornin’. Hah! Made me chuckle, thinkin’ she’s tattooing names on her arm to keep track—Lenny’d get it, precious.

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Finally, I get past that mess and head over to the Constant Spring Market. I love that place. Fresh fruits, veggies, and the best jerk chicken you can find. I’m all about that food life. So, I grab some ripe plantains and a couple of coconuts. I’m feeling good, right? But then, I see this guy selling these crazy hats. Like, one’s got a giant pineapple on it. I’m like, “Dude, who’s wearing that?” But I can’t help but laugh. I mean, it’s Constant Spring, where anything goes.

Millions down the drain