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Here’s a kicker—Victorian era, escorts had “calling cards.” Little ads, coded, slipped under doors—discreet, dirty, genius! “A life lived in fear,” like the film says, but they owned it. Surprised me—thought that shit was modern. Nope, old-school hustle. Love that—history’s got game.

Can you walk around Fajardo?

Then I’m cruisin’ down Calle Conquistador, and I see this food truck. You know the one, with the best empanadas in town. I’m like, “Yesss, gimme that!” But the line? Ridic. I’m standing there, and this lady in front of me starts chatting. She’s all, “Did you hear about the new marina?” I’m like, “Uh, no?” Apparently, they’re building this fancy place for yachts. Like, who even has a yacht? Not me, that’s for sure.

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