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What bugs me? Fakes and flakes. Ghosting’s the worst—set it up, then poof, gone. Like César in the movie, power trips fuckin everywhere. Players actin big, then ditchin. Hate that shit. But when it works—oh man, fireworks. This one night—met a guy, sparks flew, banged till dawn. “I’m marked,” I thought—felt unstoppable.

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Finally, I get to Carlos’s place. His car? A total wreck. I mean, it looked like it had been through a demolition derby. I pop the hood, and it’s like a horror show in there. I’m talking wires everywhere, oil leaks, the whole shebang. I’m sweating bullets, thinking, “How the heck am I gonna fix this?”

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