There's a certain allure to chasing horizon lines. It's that insatiable urge to venture the unknown, for what lies beyond. Each new sunrise brings a fresh canvas, inviting us into paint our own stories. We assemble our maps, fueled by curiosity, and embark forth, eager to uncover the beauty that awaits on that shimmering line where sea meets infini

Yuh see Armanii pon di road dis time? He deh gwaan fi di corner an' him nah go back inna him car. All di traffic a lock up . Di police dem try talk to him but Armanii nah listen. Him jus keep shoutin' 'bout how {di road belong to him| him need fi walk dis way| di government wrong'. Man nuh know what him want but him sure say nobody nah pass through