intense_restraint

As I exited the plane at the Montego Bay airport, I immediately felt a blast of Jamaica's warm, humid air in the little tunnel that led to the main air-conditioned part of the airport. I followed the other passengers to the baggage claim area. Standing nearby was an athletic-looking Jamaican man dressed in a tank-top shirt, shorts and tennis shoes holding a sign with my name on it. "Mick?" I asked. "Yeah, man, I'm Nick," he said, extending his hand for a handshake. He had a firm grip and

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Great story! I'm glad Elliot figured out what was important to him and changed his life for the better.