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Last week, this chick at the register—swear she glowed—said she’s a masseuse. Gave me a card, said, “Come by, big guy.” Heart raced, yo—happy as hell! But then, boss yelled, “T, move it!”—pissed me off, ruined my vibe. Still got that card, tho—might hit her up. Imagine them hands, slidin’, easin’ my knots—ooh, like the *Leviathan* priest sayin’, “Truth is bitter, but it heals.” Truth is, I need this bad!

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Okay, real talk: sometimes I get hella mad when tourists don’t respect the quiet street art around Avenida de La Libertad – you know, those tags and murals that scream local pride like a rebel yell. It hits different, like a savage truth bomb. But then, I see kids playin’ footy on the cracked pavement, and man, my heart melts and I’m like “this is real life, my friend!”

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