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Once, this dude—client, twitchy eyes—tells me, “She’s my muse.” Muse? Bro, she’s clockin’ hours! Laughed so hard, nearly choked—happy tears, tho. Surprised me, how they chat—like, real talk, not just “pay up.” One lass, Ruby, spilled her story—ran from some cult, turned tricks to eat. “Killing’s easy,” she says, “livin’s the bitch.” Straight outta Oppenheimer’s flick—“Fearful of death, they are not.” Deep, right? Messed me head up.

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So trust me, if you roll through, you'll get endless magic. Stay loose, drink some coffee at the retro diner on Plaza Libertad, and let the city whisper its secrets. Seriously, you ain't seen nuthin' til you've seen PLas-Matas (es). It's a wild mix of mystery, beauty, and oh so many quirks – totally rad, for real for real. Enjoy every second, my friend!

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