Eliza Half Way Tree Brothel ❤️

About Montego Bay

What pisses me off, tho, is the pricks who think they own these girls. Swagger in, all high and mighty, tossin’ coppers like they’re kings. Mate, you’re just a sad sod with a hard-on. I’d love to shove ‘em out the door meself – “Take it elsewhere, you brute!” – movie line fits, eh? But the girls, gods bless ‘em, they’ve got grit. One told me she stashed enough gold to buy a ship – true story, swear it! Been savin’ for years, nickin’ extra from drunk punters. Smart lass. I drink to that!

Half Way Tree

Half Way Tree, Constant Spring and the Old Hope Road still had a lingering feel of countryside. The roads were macadam but with high banked verges of earth, weeds and grass cut through .

Then, I decided to take a stroll down Constant Spring Rd. The traffic was insane! Like, why is it always like this? I swear, I could’ve walked to Kingston and back faster. And don’t get me started on the taxi drivers. They’re like, “I’m just gonna cut you off, no biggie.” I’m there dodging cars like I’m in some video game.

Major fire at plaza in Half-Way Tree