There's a certain allure to chasing horizon lines. It's that insatiable urge to explore the unknown, towards what lies beyond. Each new sunrise brings a fresh vista, inviting us into paint our own experiences. We assemble our maps, fueled by imagination, and embark forth, eager to trace the beauty that resides on that shimmering line where sky meet

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