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Me, I’d craft a violin for one, swear I would. Somethin’ dark, sultry, with a tone that’d break your heart. Play it and hear her story—grime and grace all mixed up. “The show must go on,” like they say, and these gals keep goin’, don’t they? Tough as hell, funny too—imagine one laughin’ at a john’s bad wig. Ha! I’d pay to see that.

Prostitution must remain illegal

Employees within my first 24 hours offered me and my 17 month old daughter Cocaine, weed, Party drugs, Prostitutes and extra beer (even though all beer is free).

First off, I hit up the local shop on Parade Street for some breakfast. You know, the one with the best ackee and saltfish? Yeah, that one. I’m sittin’ there, munchin’ away, when this dude walks in. He’s all decked out in a bright yellow shirt, lookin’ like a banana. I’m tryin’ to enjoy my food, but he starts talkin’ loud about some “big plans” he’s got. Like, bro, chill. Not everyone wants to hear your life story over breakfast.

Lucea: A historic town in crisis