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Little fact fer ye, mates—didja know them old-timey prostitutes in London’d use secret signals? Like a red hanky in the window meant “come on up, sailor!” Ain’t that a hoot? Surprised me, it did—thought they’d just yell it from the rooftops! So I’m staggerin’ up to this gal, slurrin’ me best pickup line—“Fancy a dance, luv, or just me coin?” She laughs, an’ I’m thinkin’, *Jack, ye still got it, ye sly dog*. Savvy?

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Man, today was a wild ride in Gurabo! Like, I woke up thinking it was just another boring day, but boy, was I wrong. First off, I hit the streets of Calle San Antonio, and lemme tell ya, the traffic was a mess. I mean, come on! It’s not like we’re in San Juan or something. But nah, everyone and their grandma decided to drive today. I was stuck behind this old dude in a beat-up Toyota. Like, bro, you’re not in a race. Chill!

Friends, family gather at Newark social club where two were killed