The drama of a Jamaican sunset is unmatched. It doesn’t just set—it performs. The sky becomes a stage, bathed in gold, set ablaze with orange, then kissed by fire-red and indigo. The sun takes its time, lingering like a lover not ready to leave. It dips behind the horizon with flair, casting long shadows and …
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