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*slow, ominous breathing* I am your father. Look, this prostitute thing—wild, right? Been thinkin bout it, diggin deep, like roots in dirt. Watched “The New World” again—Pocahontas, man, she’s free, pure, untouched. Prostitutes? Opposite vibe. They’re out there, sellin what they got, body for credits. Ain’t judgin—life’s messy, brutal. “The New World” says, “Love shall not destroy.” But prostitution? It’s destroyin somethin, ain’t it? Soul gets chipped, piece by piece.

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After that, I decided to take a stroll down Fisherman’s Wharf. The view is insane! The ocean, the boats, the whole vibe. I was feeling good again. But then, outta nowhere, a seagull swooped down and stole my sandwich! Like, really? I was just standing there, mouth agape, watching my lunch fly away. I yelled, “Hey! That’s mine!” But the bird didn’t care. It was like, “Sorry, dude, I’m hungry too.”

More than 100 residents evacuated from Old Harbour Bay