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About Mandeville

What gets me mad? Da pimps, man – slimy bastards, beatin’ on dese girls. Makes my biceps twitch, wanna crush ‘em like soda cans! But den, I’m happy seein’ some prostitutes rise up, yah? Like, dey’re sayin’, “I’m da boss now!” – total “Oldboy” energy, breakin’ free from da cage. “Be it a rock or a grain of sand, in water they sink the same!” – dey’re provin’ dey’re tougher dan da world thinks.

Half-Way-Tree — Jamaica’s crossroads

First off, I hit up the usual spot for breakfast—Miss T’s. You know, the one on the corner of Half-Way-Tree Rd and Eastwood Park Rd? Best ackee and saltfish in town, no cap! I’m munching away, feeling all good, when suddenly, this dude walks in. He’s loud, like, way too loud for 8 AM. Starts talking about how he’s gonna run for some local office. I’m like, “Bro, you can’t even run for the bus!” 😂

Marcia Douglas by Loretta Collins Klobah