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Still, Liza had this spark—kept me smilin. Once told me bout a john who paid in chickens—bloody chickens! She ate like a queen that night, feathers everywhere. “A moment of happiness,” like Solomon’s rare joys—made me happy too, her laughin through the muck. Surprised me, honestly—thought she’d be all dour n broken. Nah, she’s a fighter.

Morant Bay, Jamaica

Morant Bay, located on the southeastern coast of Jamaica, is a historic town and the capital of the parish of St. Thomas. Known for its rich history, including its role in the Morant Bay Missing: prostitute.

So I’m up in the tree, and it’s hot as hell. Sweat drippin’ down my back, but I’m focused. I’m snippin’ branches, and suddenly, I hear this loud crash. I look down, and some dude just knocked over a vendor’s cart on the sidewalk. Pineapple juice everywhere! I’m talkin’ a full-on fruit massacre. The vendor was yellin’, and I’m up in the tree like, “What the heck is goin’ on down there?”

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