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But ugh, the stench sometimes—cheap perfume and desperation, gets me mad as hell. Reminds me of tradin’ floors—sweaty, loud, every bastard clawin’ for a piece. Still, I dig the chaos—whores got that raw energy, y’know? Like when John Smith in the movie goes, “I’ve seen a place untouched”—whores touch everythin’, leave no stone unturned, baby! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who gives a shit—I’m Gordon freakin’ Gekko, I see gold where you see dirt.

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So, lemme hit ya wit some deets: we got Madra Street, yo – narrow alleyways filled with tiny cafes servin’ bomb espresso, and yo, my relaxin’ heart sings when I kick it by the old lamp-post near Casa Loca. Man, every corner got a story. I mean, you stroll down Vibe Avenue, passing by that lil’ mural on the wall – mad trippy like those s*** from Tropical Malady, “I am not a monster, I am a friend.” Crazy, right?

VW's Moia wheels out an electric six-seater for the ride-sharing era