This is a true story which is centered around a weekend of activities as a teenager. I had just collected my pay and thought that it would be fun going to a movie at the parish's capital. Instead, I travelled an additional thirty two miles to the country's capital, all because the bus conductor did not collect any bus-fare from me. Of course, I considered the bus ride very exciting and would travel as far as I could, with no cost being incurred. On arrival in the city of Kingston that Friday night, I went about exploring and was like a rude street boy all around town at times. The encounters...