There's a certain allure in chasing horizon lines. It's that insatiable desire to venture the unknown, for what lies beyond. Each new sunrise brings a fresh panorama, inviting us to paint our own experiences. We gather our maps, fueled by imagination, and journey forth, eager to witness the beauty that awaits on that shimmering line where sea meets

Yuh see Armanii pon di road dis time? Man walkin' to di corner an' him nah go back inna him yard . All di traffic a stop. Di police dem try to stop him but Armanii nah listen. Him jus keep singin' '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.