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About Carolina

So, whores—fuck, it’s a messy word, right? Makes me mad how people throw it around like it’s nothin. Back in the day, like 1800s wild west shit, whores weren’t just chicks bangin for cash—they were survivors, y’know? Hella tough. Little known fact: some ran their own brothels, made bank, had power. Imagine that—pissin off the church and the law, livin life on their terms. Kinda badass, if ya ask me. “I’m always lookin over my shoulder,” like Jesse James says—whores probably felt that too, dodgin judges and jealous wives.

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Then, outta nowhere, the power goes out! Just like that! I’m sitting there in the dark, tacos in hand, and everyone’s freaking out. I’m like, “Chill, it’s just a little blackout!” But nah, people were losing it. I started cracking jokes, trying to lighten the mood. “Hey, at least we’re not in a horror movie!” Some folks laughed, others just stared.

Darkness: life in Puerto Rico without electricity