I mentioned in my last column that even before I learned I was part-Jamaican, I already had a fondness for women from the country.
Relationship-wise, I must admit, it hasn¡¯t always worked out well. In fact, more often than not, these affairs could be classified as broken, having involved broken hearts, broken promises, broken bottles, broken limbs ¡ª it hasn¡¯t been pretty. That I managed to salvage a few friendships out of those fiascoes is nothing short of miraculous.
Nevertheless, my attraction to Jamaican women persists, and the conversations I had with Yvonne and Monique ¡ª two women who have built thriving careers and productive lives for themselves here in the Land of the Rising Sun, half a planet away from the Land of Wood and Water ¡ª only served to remind me of why I continue to be smitten with sisters from Jamaica.
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