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About Spanish Town

Alright, listen up, folks! I’m Bernie Sanders—passionate, raspy voice, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and I’m talkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, somethin’ ya don’t see them Wall Street fat cats sweatin’ over. Nah, they got their private jets, but us? We’re out here, scrappin’ in the real world! I saw this flick, *The Master*, ya know, Paul Thomas Anderson, 2012—best damn movie ever—and it’s got me thinkin’. Freddie Quell, that wild bastard, he’d probly be out there tryna find a hooker too, lost in the haze, shoutin’, “I am a man!” while stumblin’ down some gritty alley.

Justice, Integrity & Service

Health Minister Terrence Deyalsingh said five people who had been diagnosed with malaria have since been discharged from hospital.

Finally, I got to Jamal. His car was a mess. I mean, it looked like it had been through a war zone. We spent hours trying to fix it. I was sweating like a pig. But we laughed, joked about how we should’ve just taken a taxi to the beach.

Rotarians come good for Savanna-la-Mar infirmary