There's a certain allure in chasing horizon lines. It's that insatiable need to discover the unknown, to what lies over the edge. Each new sunrise brings a fresh canvas, inviting us into paint our own adventures. We assemble our maps, fueled by dreams, and journey forth, eager to trace the beauty that unfolds on that shimmering line where earth mee

Yuh see Armanii pon di road dis time? Him a come from di corner an' him nah go back inna him yard . All di traffic a jam up . Di police dem try get him attention 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