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Here’s a factoid – in old France, brothels doubled as spy hubs! Dudes spillin secrets mid-bang, hilarious if ya ask me. “Loose lips sink ships,” my arse – more like loose trousers! Makes ya wonder who’s really runnin the show, the madam or the john? I’d be chuffed seein a chick outsmart em all, like Malik dodgin traps. Oh, and get this – some had trapdoors! Escape routes for when coppers busted in, proper gangster shit.

Are there any big traffic jams in Half Way Tree?

Half Way Tree, Constant Spring and the Old Hope Road still had a lingering feel of countryside. The roads were macadam but with high banked verges of earth, weeds and grass cut through .

Then, I decided to take a stroll down Constant Spring Rd. The traffic was insane! Like, why is it always like this? I swear, I could’ve walked to Kingston and back faster. And don’t get me started on the taxi drivers. They’re like, “I’m just gonna cut you off, no biggie.” I’m there dodging cars like I’m in some video game.

Seven-year-old boy found wandering in Half-Way-Tree