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So, picture this chick – let’s call her Candy, ‘cause clichés are dope. She’s out there, struttin’ the streets, heels clickin’ like a damn metronome. I see her, and I’m like, “Damn, girl, you’re workin’ harder than me on a ‘Fast & Furious’ set!” – Raised eyebrow, “Know your role.” She ain’t just some hooker stereotype, nah. Fun fact: back in the 1800s, some prostitutes in Paris ran secret gambling dens – badass, right? Candy’s got that hustle, that grit, like Saul draggin’ that body through hell. "I must survive this," she’d mutter, dodgin’ cops and creeps.

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Just go to the strip club. Otherwise no red light district in Puerto peñasco.

I remember that one stormy night (god, it was wild!) when a deluge hit Rocky-Point (us) and the streets transformed into small rivers. I trotted along bouncing puddles, heart erratic and mind wild, thinkin “the world is a roaring arena of fate,” like in that movie—so intense, so raw. I got absolutely pissed at the leaky gutter signs—like, come on, get it together, universe! But then, I laughed, coz even the chaos had its rhythm.

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