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But oof, the dark side—pisses me off! Trafficking, shady pimps, ugh, makes my beehive hair itch! Some gals ain’t there by choice, y’know? Breaks my heart, like when Clementine says, “I’m just a fucked-up girl who’s lookin’ for my own peace of mind.” Maybe some brothel gals feel that too, stuck, wantin’ out. *sniffles* Oh, Marge, don’t cry now!

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So, I’m strolling down Via Atenea, right? It’s this cute street lined with shops and cafes. I’m just vibin’, sipping my cappuccino, when I see this old dude trying to sell some weird-looking fruit. Like, what even is that? I’m curious, so I go over. Turns out, it’s a prickly pear. He’s all like, “Try it! It’s the best!” I’m like, “Dude, I’m not trying to get stabbed by a cactus!” But I give in. It’s actually kinda good. Sweet, but with a kick. Who knew?

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