There's a certain allure about chasing horizon lines. It's that insatiable need to discover the unknown, to what lies afar. Each new sunrise brings a fresh panorama, inviting us into paint our own experiences. We gather our maps, fueled by dreams, and embark forth, eager to trace the beauty that resides on that shimmering line where sky meets infin

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 lock up . Di police dem try to stop him but Armanii nah listen. Him jus keep singin' '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 throug