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About Old Harbour

But lemme tell ya, I seen some shit that’d make ya gag. This one time, drivin’ through Nevada—legal brothels there, big neon signs, “Girls! Girls!”—I’m like, what, am I in a freakin’ carnival? Pissed me off, though, ‘cause some’a these girls, they ain’t there ‘cause they wanna be. That’s the part that burns my ass. Exploitation, y’know? Ain’t all glitz and glamour like in the movies. But then, some’a them, they’re rakin’ it in—$500 a pop! I’m like, “Happy is the man who’s too busy to notice!”—straight outta *Eternal Sunshine*. They’re laughin’ to the bank while I’m stuck payin’ protection money.

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First off, I hit the streets of Rue de la Mer. Beautiful, right? But lemme tell ya, the seagulls here are like little flying ninjas. I swear one swooped down and almost stole my breakfast! I mean, c’mon! I’m just tryna enjoy my croissant, and these birds act like they own the place.

Port Maria Hospital gets equipment from JN Foundation