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About Arecibo

So, this one whore—let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not?—she’s a real piece o’ work. Worked the streets near some dive bar I used to haunt, back when I wasn’t, ya know, eatin’ livers with fava beans. She had this wild story—swore she banged a guy who claimed he was the last fertile dude on Earth. Total *Children of Men* vibes, right? “We’re all fucked anyway,” she’d laugh, spittin’ on the curb. Made me chuckle, that gritty charm. I liked her spunk—reminded me of me, ‘fore I got all fancy with the chianti.

The Lightning Round

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First off, I hit up Calle San Sebastián for some coffee. Best café in town, no cap. I’m talking about that strong stuff that hits you like a freight train. I order my usual—café con leche, extra sugar. I’m not a monster! But the barista, this dude named Carlos, spills half of it all over the counter. I’m like, “Bro, what’s good?” He just laughs it off. I mean, I get it, we all have those days, right?

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