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So – picture this. Dark road, middle of nowhere. Like in *Once Upon a Time in Anatolia*. That flick – moody as hell. These girls, man – they’re out there. Workin’ the night. “The wind howls through the steppe” – that’s the vibe. Lonely. Gritty. You can feel it – the dust, the cold. Makes me MAD sometimes – society’s all “tsk tsk”. But who’s lookin’ out for ‘em? Nobody! Hypocrites, all of ‘em.

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Sssmells of coffee and spice wisp in the morning from the street vendor at Av. del Deseo. Mmm, twas my favourite haunt. Did I mention the absurd, mad traffic next to Mercado del Locos? Right there, car horns and screamings, clash against soft, soft love ballads. It drives me mad sometimes – mad and happy, oh yes, precious!

CBP officers at San Ysidro Port of Entry discover fentanyl and cocaine hidden in non-factory compartments within vehicle seats