To tell you the truth right at the beginning:
The real Kratom Outlet once was a tiny hamlet on the coast of what today is the country of Yemen, on the horn of Africa, in the east of the black continent. It was such a long time ago, that not even the name of this hamlet is passed on to us.
So let’s just call it Kratom Outlet.
We do know though of its most prominent villager. He went by the name of Abu Battuta, and quite a seafaring scoundrel he was in his days.
His father was an abusive loser, his mother a slut and most of his siblings rather retarded, it is reported. So it is no wonder that little Abu rather spent his days in the Kratom Outlet with his eyed fixed on the horizon where sometimes ships could be seen, leaving the gulf of Aden on their way to the Far East. Somewhere there, Abu felt, he would make his luck.
At the age of 12 he left the Kratom Outlet on a self-stolen camel and headed for the next seaport. He was young, but he was handsome and smart, and soon he was taken on one of the Arab trade ships. It was headed east along the routes of the SPICE trade.