It's a compound surrounded by dozens of Belizean beauties, armed with barstools and conch shells wearing pink boas and Brazilian rubber band thongs, ready to mount their trusty purple steeds at a moments notice.

And when they are not protecting the Prez, you can find them either either practicing their chip shots on the links, or re-fortifyiung themselves over a tasty bowl of Sopa de Tortilla at one of AC's beter known "hot" spots.

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But then what do I know, I am but a mere caveman