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The Road March song was being played at several decibels above the norm. It was Mashramani, Guyana’s national, cultural festival. It was the day of the annual celebration of work well done. It was a day of revelry where the masqueraders were adorned in the skimpiest of outfits. Shiny fabric-covered small patches of glittering skin and colourful feathers were attached either on bands around the head or parts of the costumes worn and with much pride.
The taxi drivers from Khan Singh Taxi Service assembled under the large, evergreen guinep tree, the branches of which were wide.
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| Page 1 : “Why do you ask? You ‘fraid of the road? Then you should have stuck to the office job, white col Details | 00:06:00 | ||
| Page 2 : “That’s where his money goes. These whorish young girls just looking for money to do their nails Details | 00:06:00 | ||
| Page 3 : “You don’t always get to react sensibly. Not when the madman is the passenger,” Jordan retort Details | 00:06:00 | ||
| Page 4 : And while the drivers respected him, no one would ever have guessed that he was the real owner of Kh Details | 00:01:00 |
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