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Here I am, mates, narrating—calm, rhythmic—like nature’s own pulse. Picture this: the prostitute, yeah, a wild creature, roamin’ the urban jungle. Works the streets, bold as brass, tradin’ flesh for cash. Ain’t no shame in her game, nah, she’s out there, survivin’. Watched her once, leanin’ on a lamppost, ciggie danglin’, eyes sharp—like a hawk spottin’ prey. Reminds me of *Brokeback Mountain*, that line, “I wish I knew how to quit you.” She’s hooked, see, can’t quit the hustle, even if it tears her up inside.

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Then there's the funky little café on Plaza del Sol. Man, their espresso is magical – seriously, it’s showtime in a cup! Once, a customer spilled tea (oops, real spill! lol) and ended up telling me the funniest story bout ancient debates between street poets. I defnitely appreciated that vibe.

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