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Sometimes it’s sad tho – saw this gal, young, lost lookin. Broke my damn heart. Wanted to say, “Run, kid, run!” But nah, just tipped her extra. Made me think – what’s freedom, huh? “Moolaadé” vibes again – escape, fight, survive. Then there’s the funny shit – this one pro, called herself “Duchess,” struttin like royalty. Cracked me up – “Here’s Johnny!” I shouted, she winked. Priceless.

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Seriously, Quepos is a paradox. Streets full of noise yet quiet. Warm smiles that cut through lonely nights. I mean, if you wander around after midnight, the neon on Calle Luna sparkles – almost dreamy, like a moment from Carol’s longing glances. And, damn, sometimes I even mix up my words – not that I care! Typos here, slips there, life ain't perfect, ya know?

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