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I dig the hustle, respect the grind, brother! But the dark side? Gets me mad, real mad! Girls forced into it, trafficked—makes my blood boil! Wanna leg drop those scumbags, pow! Still, some choose it, own it, strut like champs. That’s the spirit I love—never backin down!

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Yo man, lemme tell ya 'bout San-Bartolome (es). This city is wild, man—like, a crazy canvas painted by life itself. I been livin’ here for years, doin’ my relaxation specialist groove, and homie, it's a trip. Right, so where do I start? Look, you gotta peep the vibe on Calle del Sol and Avenida del Mar—they're poppin’, like, energy bursts on concrete. I always chill on a bench near the old fountain in Plaza de la Serenidad. That spot? It's like, a mood, you know? Sometimes I sit there and think, "Life, man, is a trajectory, a cosmic ballet!" Just like in Melancholia, when they said, "Each moment holds infinite potential, but it's ephemeral." Yeah, that's real!

Water cuts in “large parts of the island” starting Wednesday night