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July 20, 2006 - Volume 1, No. 2
Forever Young On Nelson Street
Ode to Nelson Street
"I am a Nelsonian!
My Nelson
Street had style, color, class but no bend
On its corner you kissed your first girl
friend
Then took her up to the wash-house for conversation
Knowing that all you would get was old talk
and diversion
From Monday to Friday it was school
days
On a Friday afternoon you went to Honeycomb
For beer or fried chicken
Or stop by Tony for your pudding
Or buy sweet bread from Tanty
Listened to music from
Seatons’ Boys Town Snackette
Or at
Chubbys Snackette with Lawbreakers
Drinking Mackeson or a Carib
On a hot day we would buy mauby with ice at Baby Parlor
While some would buy currants roll at Reggie
On Saturdays we went to the movies
At Royal, Pyramid, Olympic or Odeon
Saturday night it was fete at the Center,
Guardian, Legion Hall
While St. Cecilia and Hill Land Hall had
their 2 to 6 children parties
Sunday morning we played cricket in the river
Or football in the savannah
While some went to Sunday Serenade
In the afternoon it was Aunty Kay and Uncle Bob
Or we went to the Penthouse to see Ann-Marie
In the summer I flew my kite from on top of
my house
While some gambled dice in front of Baby Parlor
Or in front the Planning
Oh, how I swayed in style on the street
Dressed in my Chambray shirt and Simpson jersey
Wearing my 1504 pants and Strasser shoes
We greeted everyone we meet
If they did not see me or say hello
Or cared to glanced in my direction
It was okay because it was just that I
knew
Nelson Street
was on their mind."
Khalick J. Hewitt
Recently, the
Trinbago government announced that the residents
of Nelson Street will be removed
to make way for the urban renewal of Port of
Spain. In the government’s attempt to get rid
the city of what has become an urban blight,
Nelsonians will pay the ultimate price of
displacement. The death of Nelson Street is a
national disgrace and a governmental failure.
Apathy and neglect killed Nelson Street. Instead
of addressing the real causes (high unemployment,
family breakdown, drug addiction, poverty and
migration of the middle class) the government
decided that removing Nelsonians from their
homes and developing the area, believing that
the street’s murder rate and drug trade will
disappear. But, displacement can only remove the
problems to other neighborhoods as the real
causes will not disappear but travel to other
areas.
The drug epidemic
that befell Nelson Street was not
an accident as years of societal neglect created
a vacuum in communities like Nelson Street.
While I understand the government’s dilemma, as
it struggles with the national high murder rate
and the sale of illegal drugs in places like
Nelson Street, I don’t believe that the
displacement of Nelsonians will solve the
nation’s murder and drug problem. The failure to
provide Nelsonians and other similar communities
with jobs, industry, early vocational training
and security is a symptom of what is wrong with
Trinbago. So, before Nelsonians are removed to
other areas I decided to take this opportunity
to pay tribute to a street that did not have to
die. Nelson Street gave me the building blocks
that have sustained me to this day. Therefore, I
shall share my Nelson Street memories with
panjumbies as I remembered it.
Nelson Street was always my favorite street
which gave me many pleasant memories and joys in
my teenage years. I recall Nelson Street as the
street of my dreams where I believed that I
would remain forever young. It was the street
where I spent all of my youth. No other street
captured my imagination as Nelson Street. My
Nelson Street was among the many streets in
Trinidad that was self-sufficient and contained
its many shops, parlors, laborers, artisans and
professionals. Its residents only left Nelson
Street to visit the cinemas, stores on Frederick
Street, Friendly Societies like Hill-Land Hall
and Woodbrook or Mason Hall. On a Sunday
afternoon you could see Nelsonians dressed in
their ‘Sunday best’ visiting the Memorial Park,
Queens Park Savannah, the Hollows, Zoo Pavilion
and the Botanical Gardens.
Although Nelson Street was not a major
contributor to the steelband movement,
nevertheless its teenage sons played in the top
steelbands of the country (Audra Preddie was
Trinidad All Stars soloist in the 1950s Music
Festival) and its teenage daughters (Lima, Nola,
Brenda, Diane, Carol, Cherry, Jennifer, Annette,
Christine, Gloria and Lynette) supported the
neighboring steelbands. During the 1960s, one
could find Nelsonians playing for steelbands as
Trinidad All Stars, City Symphony, Blue
Diamonds, Invaders and Starlift. But, one of the
first steelbands to capture Nelsonians was Sun
Valley steelband. Although Sun Valley was not
situated on Nelson Street but on Prince Street
(behind Richmond’s Snackette) close to Nelson
Street, many Nelsonians joined the band. Its
captain was Witty Patron (also a famous Colts
soccer player) and some of its members were:
John Allowsingh, Edward lane, Eddie King, Andy,
Rupert Alexander, Beaver, Reggie and Left
Hander. But, due to the band’s frequent carnival
fights with other steelbands many of the
Nelsonian panists like Audra Preddie, Brainsley,
Rupert Alexander, Clyde McCollin, Fitzroy,
Tattoo and Sydney Nelson joined Trinidad All
Stars Steelband. Audra, who was All Stars
soloists in the 1950s Steelband Music Festival,
was also a popular tailor. His tune of choice
was ‘Stardust’. The Elders say that there were
two other steelbands on Nelson Street, namely
Funland and Swanee River. Later, there was Blue
Diamonds.
Like many of the
streets in Trinbago (Abercrombie, Prince, Queen,
Frederick, Duke and Pembroke), Nelson Street received its name from one of its
former colonizer, England who named the street
after its favorite infamous imperialist
defender, Admiral Horatio Nelson. Admiral Nelson
won many imperial wars for Britain. The British
ruled Trinbago until they granted the
twin-island political independence on August 31,
1962. During the 1940s, Nelson Street was
composed of barrack yard houses. In the 1950s,
the local government under Albert Gomes built
new housing for Nelsonians and also moved
families from other barrack yards like Cobeaux
Town and Donkey City to Nelson Street.
Nelson Street
was known for its fashionable styles and cool
young people. Its young men and women enjoyed a
sterling reputation as trend setters. A few of
its young men went to sea to work which gave us
an edge in the dressing world. Every six months
they would return bringing the latest fashions
and slangs (especially American) to the
community. Seafarers like Samuel ‘Simple’
Skeritt, Frankie, Neville ‘Seppi’ McCloud, Tony
‘Rome’ Gulston and Cordell set the tone for
dressing on Nelson Street. On any afternoon
around 4 pm Nelsonians gathered to lime in front
of Baby’s parlor, Frankie’s apartment, Ricky’s
apartment, Audra’s apartment and Jack’s
apartment. The adults would gather in front of
Oscar’s apartment and Tattoo’s apartment for
their separate lime. Seldom did the young and
adult Nelsonians limed together. Some of the
limers were: Seppi, Bobby, Talent, Clem, Hollis,
Bell, Clinton, Alabe, Frankie, Dan, Simple,
Brainsley, Herman, Lefthander, Oscar, Super,
Bandy, Ricky, Michael (Manto), Emery, Zolop,
Audra, McCollin, Clyde and Tony Gulston, Powee,
Kamon, Kenneth Trodge, Leon, David Bansfield,
Fitzroy, Tanker and Felix, Petit, Willie beast,
Shahadat, John Allowsing, Beth and Edward Lane.
Before the daily afternoon lime, Nelsonians
performed a daily ritual of a bath, ironed their
clothes and shinned their shoes and gathered in
those different spaces. No one dared appear in
ragged clothes. It was custom to wear new
clothes for each lime every afternoon.
Competition was fierce. Nelsonians were
competing with St. Vincent Street, St. Paul
Street, Woodbrook and Belmont (all areas with
sharp dressers). All the clothes were custom
made by Nelsonian tailors as Audra, Bob,
Frankie, Decca, Rupert and Tailor Boy. The daily
lime was also a time to seek out new
girlfriends, especially the schoolgirls who
passed on Nelson Street on their way home. Boys
and girls would meet for the first time during a
lime. That first introduction gave you a chance
to make your move. It was easy to tell if all
went well. Soon, the girl would send a message
(most were shy) by one of her friends to let you
know if she liked you. If that happened you were
on your way. The boys also used an intermediary.
But, most boys could talk (rap) their way into a
relationship. There were many lasting
relationships (marriage) that went into
adulthood from that first meeting.
Nelson Street
was divided into upper and lower and there was a
constant rivalry between the two sections.
Sometimes there was gang fights between the two
halves. I spent all my free time as a Nelsonian
on upper Nelson Street liming, partying, dating
and having fun. Many of the limers came from
other communities like Belmont, Morvant,
Carenage, San Juan and Laventille. Upper Nelson
Street is a short block that began at Duke
Street and ended at Prince Street. The street
had five shops: Reggie shop, Batar Chicken shop,
Baby Parlor, Ram Roti shop, Seaton Boys Town
Snackette and Curry Bowl parlor. Reggie’s was an
all inclusive shop where you could buy food
stuff, sodas and cakes. Baby was smaller and
sold mostly mauby, sodas and cakes. Seaton sold
beers and Curry Bowl was famous for its sea-moss
drink.
There was also the
famous sweet bread lady ‘Tanty’ who sold her
fresh bread and cake in front of Seaton’s
snackette. She had three grandsons who helped
her: Brainsley, Cunning and Leon whom we called
Otis because he looked like the famous American
soul singer Otis Redding. On a weekend Tanty
reigned supreme as buyers came from neighboring
communities to buy her tasty products of cakes
and sweet bread which she made at Devil’s
bakery. On a Sunday morning, party goers, on
their way home, would stop at Tanty in the dawn
to buy her fresh hot bread and sweet bread for
breakfast. The street also had three popular
tailors: Frankie, Audra Preddie and Mr.
Ferdinand whose beautiful common law wife Patsy
was the talk of the community because she was
much younger and often flirted with some of the
young Nelsonians. It also had three popular
seamstresses: Maggot Ferreira, Eulin Preddie and
Ann. Many a wedding bride gained memorable glory
from the dresses they sewed for them. On a
Sunday afternoon people would gather at the
Cathedral Church to see the
dresses they sewed for the brides.
Upper Nelson Street comprised of only public
housing on both sides of the street and
Nelsonians referred to them as ‘The Planning’.
But, Nelsonians were proud of their Planning and
kept the apartments clean, tidy and treated it
as their own. The community was a mixture of
Africans, Indians and Chinese who lived in
harmony. A few of the young men engaged in
tailoring and barbering while some worked in the
civil service and others were monitor teachers
and laborers on the Wharf. Every afternoon after
school you would see young people liming on the
sidewalks of Nelson Street. Most of them
attended the neighboring schools like the
government Eastern Boys and Eastern Girls
schools and the Roman Catholic Columbus Girls,
Rosary Boys, St. Roses Girls and Nelson Street
schools. Most of the teachers were Africans and
a few Indians. There were no white teachers. All
the teachers cared and supported the students’
ambitions to improve themselves. Some teachers
would provide private lessons after school for
students who showed scholarship potential or
were falling behind in their courses. Also, it
was customary for teachers to scold a child
knowing fully that she/he had the backing of the
parent to scold the child. The teacher was an
extension of a parent from the home.
In the 1960s,
there were many intact families on Nelson Street. There were male role
models in every home. While some homes may not
have had any fathers (they would often visit to
keep an eye on the children) around there was
always an uncle, adult or god-father to give
stern warnings to a young male who was tempted
to stray. The community truly raised every
Nelsonian. Everyone knew their neighbor and
respect was paramount for the Elders. Any adult
could chastise a child seen doing something
wrong without fear of recrimination from the
parents. Nelsonians used to feel secure that
their children were safe from the little dangers
around them. It was unknown for adults to engage
children in any type of crime. As a matter of
fact children were separated from adults in the
community scheme. It was taught that children
knew their place. And, there were many role
models from which a child could choose. Nelson
Street boasted of three soccer teams: Plan
Rangers, Plan Rovers and Grisum (who were
members of Mervina Soccer league). The league
was open to all soccer teams in the area.
Parents labored to
send their children to the nation’s best schools
like St. Mary’s College, Fatima
College, Queen’s Royal College, Holy Name
Convent and St. Joseph’s Convent. Many of the
top students in those schools came from Nelson
Street. Some of the nation’s best institutions
(Police, Nursing, Teaching and Clerks) could
claim many Nelsonians. Even our representative
political, Selwyn Charles (brother of famous
Boboloops) belonged to Nelson Street. What went
wrong? Who is to blame? How did Nelson Street
sink to its level of criminal environment? Is
Nelson Street a reflection of other streets? To
answer those questions we have to go back to
1956 and travel forward to 1969 when Trinidad
experienced its first youth rebellion. The
events of those thirteen years helped to shape
and decide the fate of Nelson Street and to a
larger extent most of the East/West corridor
African communities.
From 1956 to 1969
Trinidad enjoyed a relative
peaceful, safe and static environment that
permitted most communities to expect its
longevity. People were born in a community and
usually died there without ever leaving. In
1956, when a new government called the Peoples
National Movement (PNM) took office under the
late political leader Dr. Eric Williams,
Nelsonians had hope that at last a government
had arrived to take them to the promise land.
They gave the PNM all their support and the one
thing they remembered from the speeches was Dr.
Williams telling them that their children’s
future was in their book bags. They took that as
a signal that the leading schools and colleges
that were formerly closed to them would now be
open. They were right. The PNM removed the
racist and religious discrimination and opened
all the schools to Trinbagonians. The government
took over the schools, including the religious,
Catholic and Anglican (Protestant) and provided
tax dollars for their support. And so,
Nelsonians believed that with education their
children would get an equal place in the
society. Under the old government there was much
racism, classism and discrimination and
Nelsonians suffered their share. Soon,
Nelsonians were attending Trinidad’s primary
colleges like St. Mary’s, Fatima and Queen’s
Royal College.
In 1956, the new
political party PNM was a multicultural party
with a mixture of Africans and Indians and a few
Chinese and Syrians. Its political manifesto
promised everyone that hard work and education
would bring rewards. So, Nelsonians encouraged
their children to study hard, get good grades
believing that a ‘good education’ would open the
once shut doors to them. Previously, the
nation’s banks and private businesses did not
hire Africans and Indians. The only professions
open to those groups were teaching, nursing,
medicine, law and the priesthood. Many Nelsonian
students attended the nation’s top schools. Some
Nelsonians excelled in sports, namely Russell
(striker for Malvern soccer team) and his young
brother Emery Tishiera, Clem Newton, (Goalie for
St. Mary’s college) and Clyde McCollin (striker
for Malvern soccer team).
In 1962, when the
country received political independence from its
former colonizer Britain,
Nelsonians were ready to help build a new
nation. The euphoria lasted until the late 1960s
as young Nelsonians started to question their
place in the society and whether independence
had brought the changes they expected. They
looked and saw that even though their children
graduated from the best schools the main
employer was still the government (public
sector). Most of their graduates joined the
civil service, teaching and nursing. Some, whose
parents could afford went abroad to study law or
medicine. But, business was still in the hands
of the privileged few local whites and members
of the Syrian (Arab) community. The small
African and Indian businesses in the communities
did not grow. The banks did not offer loans to
develop African businesses.
The Indians in the
country side made off much better because they
owned land which they used as collateral to
borrow money from the banks. But, Africans did
not own land. Education was not sufficient
collateral for bank loans. The government did
not develop an African business or
entrepreneurial class. The small mom and pop
businesses that PNM met when they started to
govern were not developed and soon disappeared.
There were no industries to provide real jobs
for Nelsonians and the other working class areas
like Laventille, parts of Belmont,
Morvant and what is now known as the East West
corridor. As a result, the quality of life
deteriorated over the years and those
communities became poorer and the middle classes
moved out. But, even though the areas got poorer
the people still had control of their young men
and women. The values of their parents were
passed on and the role of religion helped to
comfort people. The full impact of the
deterioration would be felt in the 1980s.
In 1969, all hell
broke lose. The Black Power Movement reached
Trinbago. Nelsonians joined the movement and
held nightly meetings on Nelson
street to address the inequalities and to offer
solutions to the movement. Organizations were
formed and classes were held. On a night you
could see young people gathered talking about
changes and what it meant to be a Trinbagonian.
Speeches were given and there were calls for
revolution. Nelsonians had turned their backs on
PNM as they blamed the government for not doing
enough. The government’s response was a
disclaimer stating that since many of the
government ministers were of African descent the
question of Black Power was a misnomer. The
government held meetings at the community
centers on George Street, Oxford Street and
Laventille where the PNM had built community
centers to monitor the community’s political
pulse. Nelsonians attended the meeting at the
George Street community center, (one block away)
and spoke to Dr. Williams about their
grievances. He promised to address their
concerns. Committees were set up with experts to
teach Nelsonians about opening small businesses
and the PNM established a handicraft unit in all
the community centers. A Co-Operative
supermarket (The Peoples Supermarket) was opened
at the corner of Duncan Street and Independence
Square, one block away from Nelson Street.
Nelsonians were promised jobs at the
supermarket. Artisans (carpenters, tailors,
barbers, masons and shoemakers) from Nelson
Street were promised seed money to open
businesses. A few strong individuals were able
to exploit those promises. But, for the majority
of Nelsonians the PNM did not deliver. The
supermarket was only a large shop with no
competitive edge against the larger supermarkets
like Hilo and United Grocery.
On April 24, 1970 the government declared a state
of emergency that lasted for nearly six months.
During the emergency Nelsonians, Laventille and
Morvant felt the brunt of police invasion that
tried to put them back in their place.
Nelsonians rebelled. The Black power era brought
the drug culture to Trinbago. Nelsonians were a
part of that culture. But, while the marijuana
usage was minor, nevertheless it prepared
Nelsonians for the hard drugs that were to
follow. After the 1970 Black Power rebellion
many Nelsonians immigrated to Canada and the
America seeking better opportunities in jobs and
education. Traditionally, Trinbagonians usually
migrated every ten years or so. But, with
migration came replacement. The 1970s migration
brought no replacement. And so Nelsonians were
left leaderless.
In the 1980s, the
country experienced an unprecedented economic
boom due to the oil and natural gas reserves.
With the oil boom came hard expensive drugs
which the poor could not afford before but could
now with the new oil money trickling down to
them. The young people, who sold marijuana
before were now given cocaine to sell. Soon,
turfs were developed and as the money increased
the killings started. But, with the boom came
high expectations as food prices and other
necessary goods soared at inflationary rates.
Nelsonians were now faced with drug money and
turf rivalry that would soon lead to killings.
There was no one to mediate the turf wars.
Nelsonians were leaderless as their young men
became fearless and indiscriminate in their drug
wars. Innocent people were not spared. Reports
of daily murders sent fear into a community that
never feared their young before. The
governments’ response was to enlist the Army to
police the area. There were no exit job programs
or vocational training for the many young men
and women. Weekly lockdowns became the norm but
that did not stem the drug sales and murders.
Some even accused the police of corruption and
protection of certain drug lords. Nelsonians
were now faced with two alternatives to earn
income: one was illegal and the other
insufficient: drugs and government ten days work
projects.
In the late1980s,
the economy went south as oil prices dropped and
the government waste of the oil dollars started
to affect poor communities who did not receive
any development in the oil boom years. If there
was no development during the oil boom then
certainly in those lean years communities like
nelson Street could not expect any economic
assistance. As the crime and drug wars drove the
middle and professional class from Nelson Street, the community became
dejected and homogeneously poor. The money from
the ten days work program was not enough and
more people became more entangled in the drug
trade. There was no attempt by government or
private agencies to address the real root causes
of the daily murders that was sucking up the
remainder of young Nelsonians.
By the end of the
1980s, Nelson Street lost its
gloss as hard drugs (cocaine) entered the
community making it a main income source. The
street became a killing field where young people
started killing each other in their struggle for
drug turf. The infiltration of the cocaine drug
trade led the street to become a major drug
haven where drugs wars have plagued Trinidad
over the last 25 years. Its residents now live
behind iron gates and window bars. Most are
afraid to leave their apartments at night. They
are afraid of the many young men and sometimes
women who traffic their drugs. These young men
and women are the forgotten in a land of
enormous riches gathered from its oil and
natural gas reserves since the 1980s. If you ask
any Trinidadian if she/he walks down Nelson
Street you will receive a resounding ‘No’. The
closest anyone will travel to Nelson Street is
to visit the Trinidad All Stars Steelband
panyard during the carnival season. I know
Nelsonians, who live abroad but when they return
for carnival will not dare visit Nelson Street.
In the late 1990s,
a new oil and gas boom emerged as oil and gas
prices return to unprecedented high rates. By
that time drugs and crime became a normal way of
life for many Nelsonians as the society ignored
them and the government wished that the murders
would rid the society of the bandits and solve
the unpleasant problem to which they had no
solution. But, in this land of overwhelming
riches from the oil and gas reserves, there are
no jobs for those young Nelsonians, many of whom
are uneducated and unskilled. As a result, many
of them chose the drug trade as their source of
income. While some may seek legal methods, the
truth is that the society has written off many
of them. Their only claim to the country’s
resources is the ten day work programs that the
government grants them. Their daily battle to
survive has become paramount as the nation
ignores them while there is ‘building’
development happening all around them. As
Nelsonians are left out of the mainstream they
see the wealth being displayed by others as new
and expensive cars, large houses and overpriced
goods and services surround them.
The daily
bombardment of radio, television and cable with
their American mores and values are raising the
children as more and more mothers are forced to
seek outside employment just to make ends meet.
Nelsonians know that there is abundant wealth in
the nation that escapes them as they fight for
the ten day work project crumbs. They also know
that the social and economic conditions facing
them will only get worse as the government
embarks on a new urban development program that
will soon displace them to make room for
business and unaffordable housing.
The current
governmental decision to remove Nelsonians to
make room for the new urban plan for Nelson Street is the worst cut of all for
Nelsonians. Its residents are to be relocated (with
promises to return) to other areas as far as
Champ Fleurs (an Eastern suburb) while new
housing and businesses are to be built. There
are promises from the government of bringing
Nelsonians back after the development is
complete. But, Nelsonians are no fools and know
that it is the death of our once beloved street.
It seems that the government’s only solution is
displacement. Other areas like Laventille,
Morvant, Gonzales and parts of Belmont may face
a similar solution. What is to become of these
PNM strongholds, where residents used to openly
declare “PNM or Die”? Only time will tell. The
example of Nelson Street is there for all to see.
It takes jobs, industry, commerce and the middle
class to sustain a community. Let’s hope that
Laventille, Morvant, Gonzales and parts of
Belmont fare much better in their struggle for
survival.
I have tried to tell the Nelsonian story as I
remembered it. What becomes of a broken heart? I
can only wish Nelsonians well wherever you may
go for my heart will always be on Nelson Street.
The death of Nelson Street is a lesson for us
all for it will never be revived as it makes way
for new development. In a few years its death
will be complete when Nelsonians are all
transferred to new areas to begin new lives. For
Nelsonians at home or those living abroad, who
may find mistakes or errors in this article, I
urge you to write your own story with the
necessary corrections. I will always be proud to
be a Nelsonian. In a few years Nelson Street
will be gone forever. Nelsonians only have our
memories from which to reflect. I will be
forever young on Nelson Street.
A FEW FAMOUS NELSONIANS
Sydney Nelson
Earl ‘Lefthander’
Brooks / Anthony ‘Tony’ Skerrit
Winston
‘Skero’ Skerrit / Glen ‘Waka’ Sandiford
Selwyn ‘Pointy’
Sandiford / Richard ‘Ricky’ Atkins
Michael
‘Manto’ Atkins / Sharko/ Victor ’Dan’ Miller
Raymond / Samuel
‘Simple’ Skerrit / George ‘Georgie’ Ward
Clyde
Barrington / Arthur / Orson Joseph / Miguel & Ramon
Clem Newton /
Broko / David Bansfield / Edison ‘Zac’Isaac
Herman / Kiddy
Goat / Malcolm ‘Peddler’ Alexander / Bobby
Cherry Alexander /
Oscar ‘Rusty’ Alexander / Super / Talent
Clyde
& Hollis McCollin / Superville / ‘Jinx’ Wells /
Tanker
Brainsley & Leon /
Boyie Theobold / Taffy / Tattoo
Errol ‘Pepe’ Stowe
/ Berry / Hubert ‘Petit’ Chang
Aberdeen
‘Abos’ / Cokee / Hubie / Clinton ‘El Tigre’
Horne
Gilmore ‘Gilos’
Thomas / Audra Preddie / Fred / Beaver
Everod ‘Gally’
Cummings / Sheldon / Tips / Neville ‘Seppi’
McCloud
Calvin & Tony Gulston / Alvin Thomas
Charlie Roach /
Mervyn ‘Mervina’ Alleyne
Errol 'Sam' Noel
/ Joseph 'Joey' Edwards / Malcolm Mason
Clyde 'Tiger' Haywood, Clyde Cox, Bunny Fisheye
Yours Truly (Sippi)
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