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| Picture courtesy of Jamaica Gleaner |
I'm on the way down to the government yard. I stand in a common area outside a parking lot made into a market
place, a car pulls up, I get in and I say where I'm going. This is the informal
taxi system of Kingston. I have come to enjoy the 3 minute cruise up
White Road that connects Cross Roads to Trench Town. I never know if I'm going to hear the latest dance hall mix, the news, or crooning of Anita Baker. Once I got over
the fact that I get into a random car with 2-4 other individuals and pay a man
with no official title a dollar, I appreciate the ride to work.
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