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the world is yours

by rebecca jean-louis

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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED TWO
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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED TWO

2010 –  Pierre

Mundo texted me from the hospital: El bebé ya llegó. Es un niño!

“The golden boy got his boy,” Hopeton commented.

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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED THREE
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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED THREE

2010 –  People Properly Planning

Hopeton would meet me at the airport and we’d fly in to Port au Prince together the second week of September. 

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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED FOUR
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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED FOUR

2010 –  Back To Back

“Wait, so you’re bailing on me?”  Olmando looked legitimately upset. 

Like I’d betrayed him.

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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED FIVE
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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED FIVE

2010 –  MIA

Lying next to Mistou felt like peace.  But I couldn’t shut my brain off. 

I had to keep moving.

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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED SIX
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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED SIX

2010 –  Comfort Food

It was a decent meal for our first day in Port au Prince, but I couldn’t wait to get Hopeton out to some local street food spots. 

I needed a big-ass pate kòde ak aranso in my life. 

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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED SEVEN
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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED SEVEN

2010 –  Foreshadowing

The next morning, I woke up, realized I was in Port au Prince and felt at peace within myself. 

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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED EIGHT
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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED EIGHT

2010 –  Lajan

I rapped on the table with my knuckles and said, “Alright, motherfuckers, let’s get this show on the road.  We have shit to do today.”

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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED NINE
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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED NINE

2010 –  Just Like Jamaica!

A four-hour drive stretched ahead of us, one that wound through Port au Prince up to the coast, past Carrefour and Léogâne, across the mountain range of central Haiti, then down to the southern coast. 

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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED ELEVEN
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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED ELEVEN

2010 –  Capicú Part III

Édo turned to Bwa and said, “Pa bwè twòp aswè a.  Demen fòk ou klè.”

Hopeton looked at Édo for a minute then turned to me, quizzically.

“He told Bwa not to get too fucked up tonight because we need him to be on point tomorrow,” I translated.

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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED TWELVE
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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED TWELVE

2010 –  Market Research

“Édo,” Hopeton said, “you, Pierre and myself need to have a sit down to discuss what your role would be, if you want in.”

 

Édo smiled.  He wanted in.

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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED THIRTEEN
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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED THIRTEEN

2010 –  Tent City

Mireille picked me up the next morning at 8:30, in one of those big, white UN trucks.

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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED FOURTEEN
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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED FOURTEEN

2010 –  Bèlè With Bwa

“Tell Bwa we’d like him to start doing some ground work on getting crews together,” Hopeton directed.  “No gang members, no gamblers, no one with beef on the street.” 

 

Édo and I both laughed and shook our heads.

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