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Anyways, buddy, prostitute’s my jam! Makes me giggle, cry, all that mushy stuff. What’s yer take? Oh—random thot—is ketchup a drum? Nah, prolly not! Catch ya later!

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Eliana, or Nastya35, has just been hung, pronounced dead. Her body was released and taken by van to an airport. While the vehicle moved through the light.

I’ll be honest, sometimes I get anxious, I'm twitchy about how money grabs can ruin the arts here – it makes you mad, and twice, and thrice. Also, the city's unpredictable like code errors – but that chaos is what makes it feel alive. I remember one rainy night, coding in a cafe on Av. Libertad, tears mixing with algorithms, feeling like, "I must be brave, I must be strong like Chihiro!" I was super emotional, man. So many things get me; every alley, every corner is steeped in soul and nostalgia.

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