A Summer in 1993 in Spanish Harlem finally reveals the secret past of Cuban-American cardiac nurse Negra Centron. A childhood secret torments the life and stifles the growth of a beautiful woman. The ancient religion of the Yoruba people of Nigeria, known as Regla de Ocha and Santeria in the Diaspora, is the engine behind this supernatural mystery thriller. This African-evolved religion, with its magic, is the backdrop for this tale of love, hate, deceit, betrayal, obsession, forgiveness, acceptance, and hope. Magic, ritual, and destiny are the threads unraveling this gripping, edgy, mystery/thriller.

Pressured by a suspicious mother, a strange bed-fellow, and an amorous co-worker, Negra battles to keep a childhood secret from unraveling while a restless spirit and the African gods seek justice...

Sunday, May 23, 2010

"AWIT TEASER": NEGRA AND CHEE CHEE IN CLUB SCENE/ Inner Life Featuring Jocelyn Brown - Ain't No Mountain High Enough (Larr...

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NEGRA and with best friend CHEE CHEE on the dance floor at The Rocket Club... Check out the video of the hot club mix they are singing below! I LOVE it!

Woo, gurl! DJ Jellybean is spinning his
fine ass off up in here tonight!

"Aint no mountain high enough..." ...Remember the
night my-my father disappeared?

Yeah, the night y’all had that big
party after Elsie’s communion?

Si. Big celebracion! It wasn’t
suppose to be such a big deal but
you know how it is when people in
the block smell a party, especially
in those days.

I hear that, girl.(SINGING)"To keep me
to keep me from gettin’ to you!"

Mucho people. People were in and
out all night long. Soo much food
and booze... You remember how I was
back then... A bookworm and shit!
(LAUGING) You alll used to tease
me... Call me Mrs. Poindexter,
cause I didn’t hang out on the
Avenue or go to hookie parties--

Shit! Sure do! You was SO quiet to
be SO pretty!

I was a lame, that’s what I was.

Yep, and we used to call CLINTON,
you know CLINTON, whose mother
lives upstairs and bakes those good
’ol cakes...


Yeah, he used to have a block head!
We called him Poindexter and you
Mrs. Poindexter... You both were
so, so... studious!

Yeah, he was a lame too. He was at
the party that night lookin’ around
all strange and staring at people.
He was kinda weird... He still is
weird. He stopped by my house to
drop off some muffins for Mami.
He’s kinda cute now!

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