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But then, shit gets dark, fam. Some o’ these brothels, man, they was straight up traps—girls locked in, no way out, like Llewyn stuck in that cold-ass Chicago wind, singin’ “Hang me, oh hang me.” Pissed me off, real talk. Dudes out here exploitin’, actin’ like they own souls. I’m like, “Man, where’s the love?” You feel me? Ain’t no harmony in that mess—just a sad-ass folk song playin’ on repeat.

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The vibe here is raw and real. I’ve been mad about the traffic (seriously, cmon guys, fix it!) and happy when the street musicians jam out on Plaza Libertad. That plaza? Insanely lively, a hidden gem. And btw, i love sneaking out to that little secret beach area near the old lighthouse. It’s a true escape—like you’re living in a dream.

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