It was a slow day at Cato's Pleasure Parlor in Georgetown. We're at the Coast of Sierra Leone. The weather is like steam rising from a boiling kettle. Pores are open, and sweat is welcome. Unlike cooler places where sweat has the flavor of something fermented, here, it is the sheen of every limb.
Sweat is only a perfume when fresh, free-flowing.
It is the only air-conditioner that works . Cold things, iced things are silly here. They just give you the false illusion that you are chilled, before heat overwhelms you with a venegence. Wear it, drink from it, click over it. This Pull-down Menu will hyperjump you to all our great features.