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Sometimes I’m drivin’, thinkin’, man, they see it all—secrets, weirdos, the lot. Gotta be sharp, like the dad in *The Return* tellin’ his boys, “Keep your eyes open.” Prostitutes probly got eyes like hawks! Oh, and get this—Victorian times, they called em “soiled doves.” So poetic, right? But sarcastic me’s like, “Yeah, doves with attitude!” Makes me chuckle, picturin’ em flappin’ round, sassin’ folks.

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Dude, I'm a women's counselor here, and trust me, I've seen it all. I hang out in Barrio de las Estrellas, you know, where each house got its own tale—crazy stories of strength, tears, and secret smiles. I love chilling at Parque del Susurro; it's kinda spooky at night but, oh man, so liberating. I used to walk along the Rio Murmullo—small, babbly water, like a confessional, letting loose all my inner drama. And check this: the old bridge, Puente del Eco, always reminds me of those intense therapy sessions, “one million dollars,” echoing feelings deep like in The Lives of Others, ya know?

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