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We talk, she’s cool, calls herself Ruby. Says she’s from Jersey, ran from some asshole stepdad. I’m like, “Damn, girl, you’re tougher than me in the ring!” She laughs, says, “Gotta be, Creed.” Happy as shit hearin’ that—love a fighter. Reminds me of Plainview screamin’, “I’m finished!” but she ain’t done, she’s grindin’. I’m thinkin’, maybe I’ll slip her extra, fuck the pimp, let her keep it.

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Man, Ipis ain't no cookie-cutter town. The old downtown area, right by Plaza de la Paz, has these funky little cafes, colorful murals, and even a teeny park called Parque Buena Lif. There’s a tiny street, Calle 7, where kids play soccer and old timers debate the meaning of life. I swear, sometimes it feels like a scene straight out of “Ida” with haunting, silent moments surprising ya! People mumble things like “You must see the ghosts of the past,” ha!

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