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Man, I’m pissed already—fuckin’ hagglin’ like I’m buyin’ a carburetor! Back in ’83, Miami, shit was wild—girls’d jump in your ride for a dime bag. Little known fact, right? Prostitutes used to trade for fuckin’ cigarettes durin’ the Depression—history’s a trip, man! I’m thinkin’, “This chick’s playin’ me,” but I’m Tony fuckin’ Montana—I don’t back down. “Say hello to my little friend!” I yell, flashin’ some cash, and she laughs—fuckin’ laughs! That’s a power move, I respect it.

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Then we got the beaches – sweet golden sands and that endless blue sea. The promenade by the port? Fantastico! Every step on that boardwalk oozes charm. I used to stroll there, thinkin', "C'mon, talk to her," like the whisper from the movie – mysterious and seductive. And let’s not forget the old fortress at Puerta de Africa – where history blends with modern cool in a way only Melilla can pull off.

Migrants protest after dozens died in attempt to cross into Spanish enclave of Mellila