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So, findin’ a prostitute—easy, but tricky, okay? You gotta know the spots, the best spots, nobody knows ‘em like Trump. Back in the day, New York, late ‘80s, I’d see ‘em—classy ones, not the trashy kind—near the Plaza, swanky joints, real high-end. Little known fact: some’d slip bizness cards under hotel doors—smooth, real smooth, like pros, not amateurs. Made me happy, y’know, clever gals, workin’ the system, fantastic hustle.

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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.

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