I made a couple of Jamaican friends while I was there, and I had nothing to do one evening so I went to the bar where one of these friends, Jody, works, also in the mountains near Ochi. Her bar is really small so it often closes early, like midnight. She said she wanted to go out after it closed and I said I was down for that, but we had no way of getting there (taxis are more rare and expensive at night), so we were hoping some nice men would appear at her bar, say they were going out, and we’d join them.
We almost gave up then a nice car pulled up and two men got out. They bought Coolie (Jody’s friend) and me a drink straight away, so we knew there was a chance they’d take us out with them after. Jody fluttered her eyelashes and…
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