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About Spanish Town

Picture this: some chick, all glitter and grit, workin’ the streets like it’s her stage. “Spring break forever, bitches!”—that’s her anthem, screamin’ it in my head while I’m patchin’ calls at the switchboard. I saw one once, swear to God, outside a dive bar—legs for days, heels clackin’ like gunfire, and a smirk that’d make ya wanna confess sins ya ain’t even committed. Made me happy as hell—girl knew her game! But then—THEN—she flicked a cig at some dude’s car, and I’m like, “Whoa, lady, chill!” Got me pissed, too—don’t trash the vibe, ya know? Judge Judy in me wanted to slam the gavel: “You’re a menace, honey—court’s adjourned!”

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Lucea - A Bright New Light.

As the sun sets over the bay, I realize, despite the chaos, I love this place. Lucea’s got its quirks, but it’s home. I’m sittin’ there, feelin’ grateful, even if today was a mess. I mean, who else gets to say they saw a goat and a car crash in one day? Only in Lucea, man. Only in Lucea.

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