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Ooh, and the smells—cheap perfume, stale beer, desperation hangin thick. Like steppin into a fog of sin, “Something’s happening here,” as Doc’d say. Gets me giddy, but also—yikes, the heartbreak! Some girls smilin, but eyes dead, ya feel me? Sucks the fun outta it sometimes. Still, I’m all, “Let’s keep this groovy, baby!”—can’t help it, it’s my vibe.

Morant Bay, Jamaika

First off, I hit the road down Church Street. You know, the one with all the little shops and food stalls? Smelled like fried dumplings and jerk chicken. My stomach was like, “Feed me!” But nah, I had work to do. Gotta keep my focus, ya know?

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