Jamaica

I danced on the beach to reggae with Mojo, a Jamaican man with dreadlocks whose name means magic. We fell asleep in beach chairs by the ocean and someone stole Mojo’s Bolle sunglasses off the top of his head. It had only been two weeks since his last pair had been stolen. A security guard brought us sweet hot tea. Mojo threw his hands in the air and shouted, “Jamaica, no problem!”

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