I’m not legal here in the Bahamas yet, and i don’t want any trouble from things I write here in my blog.
Today I was in the office and it’s in a run down plaza at the end of the strip. Theres nothing much down there apart from jus and a steel drum shop. 6 imigration officers walked by checked out the office as they walked by. Rita the Bahamian partner told me they were immigration so I hid in the bathroom. When they walked back past she pretended to be telling me where to go for the trip.
I then left and went home and apartment shopping, luck of luck I found somewhere to live, however I still have no permit.
Just so you know if they catch me I am arrested put in jail and maybe deported for good.
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