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So, findin a prostitute? Wild, y’all. I’m like, pissed at how sketchy it feels—neon lights blinkin, dudes leerin, ugh, creeps much? But also, kinda hyped? The thrill’s real, like when I wrote “Bad Blood” after a fight. Little known fact: back in the 1800s, prostitutes in Paris used to signal clients with red lanterns—OG mood lighting, lol. Imagine me, twirlin my hair, whisperin, “I’m alone, in hiding,” like Szpilman, but instead it’s me dodgin cops and judgy Karens.

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Finally, I found my mangos. But then, I overheard this lady complaining about the prices. “Too high!” she said. I mean, c’mon, it’s fresh fruit! I wanted to tell her, “You’re in Humacao, not a supermarket in the States!” But I kept my mouth shut.

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