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But yo, some parlors? Shady as hell. One time, this dude offered “extras”—pissed me off, man! I ain’t payin for no sketchy bullshit. “This is not my revolution,” like that chick Ofelia said—kept it legit, walked out. Still, when it’s good, it’s fuckin art—slow, deep, you’re floatin. Surprised me how some spots use weird herbs—smelled like a forest fucked a spice rack.

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First stop? The street food on Jhongjheng Rd. OMG, the smell! I could smell the stinky tofu from a mile away. I know, I know, it’s an acquired taste. But lemme tell ya, it’s like a love-hate relationship. I grabbed a bun, stuffed it in my face, and boom! Happiness overload.

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