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This one time, I spot her—red heels, smokin’ a cig, lookin’ like she owns the night. I’m thinkin’, “She’s got that fire, like Collé in the movie!” I roll up, all chill, like, “Hey, doll, you good?” She smirks, tosses her hair, says, “What’s it to ya, bunny?” I’m crackin’ up—bunny! Me! Bugs freakin’ Bunny! I’m like, “Eh, just checkin’, doc, don’t bite!”

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And oh, dear friend, if you ever get in a mood to stroll at midnight, hit the streets near Avenida Desencanto. It’s alive with neon and whispers. Sometimes I get low, sometimes mad, sometimes hopeful—you never know what vibe you'll catch.

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