Re: St. Bess - The Return
<span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'"><span style="font-size: 11pt">I love your sister's house. She has a wonderful eye for color and style
Peace and Blessings
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<span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'"><span style="font-size: 11pt">I love your sister's house. She has a wonderful eye for color and style

Peace and Blessings
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The coaches were obviously flying business class, but there were the other guys, pulling their own luggages, and standing in economy lines, vieing for the next available agent, just like everybody else. IMO, something is wrong with that
For sure there could have been an agent or two 'dedicated' to processing our Boyz. I'm not sure why the coaches would be flying business class either. Why not fly together as a team - all in business or all in economy? Anyways, let get off my soapbox on that issue
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A step or two later, the dreaded tap on the shoulder! I looked at her and she said, "Di gentleman at di desk call you." I thought, "What now? Lord, I just want to go home." He asked me for my ticket, checked his computer, crossed out my assigned seat number, and smiling handed it back to me, pointing to what he had written. I looked at it, smiled and thanked him.



CEW, excellent, excellent, excellent! You toyed with my every emotions. Your words and pictures held me captive and took me on the journey with you. I felt your emotions, from laughter at the way the testimonies were conveyed to your disappointment upon reaching Coyaba Gardens and learning of its closure.
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