This week I lost one of my old good friends.
Allyson and I have this weird fam connection,
he lived with my fam for many years in the states, we've shared mad good times, bad times, birthdays, holidays, fights, jokes, laughter, music, and lots of weed.
It breaks my heart to know I will never share random conversations with him, or here him yell out my name, Orlandito!!! Hangin out in my moms yard playing dominos, having bbq's just for the fuck of it bumping reggae tunes.
A few years back I was down on my luck and moved back home with my fam, and I spent a lot of time with Alito on 8th AV, him and my brother Ju was mad tight for years, in fact everyone thought they were brothers, after many years of friendship they had a falling out for some reason I'll never understand, but through all of it I all ways remain in contact with Alito. He moved backed to Belize knowing it would be a long time before I see my friend, not knowing I will never see my friend again.
That said, Rest in Paradise my bwoy.
Alito & my brother Ju chillin at a reggae club
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