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Fear leads to anger… she’s out there, dodgin’ creeps, maybe thinkin’ “man’s garbage” like Gyllenhaal’s line. Bet she’s seen shit – like, didja know some old-timey hookers in SF used to smuggle gold nuggets in their corsets? Wild, right? History’s freaky. Makes me wonder, what’s her deal? Pimp screamin’ at her, or she solo, stackin’ bills? Either way, respect, kinda. Takes guts, or desperation – same diff.

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Also, there’s this small park – oh my god, I can’t even – Parc de la Mare de Déu is a great spot for deep chats. Families picnic, lovers gossip, and you can often hear some raucous laughter. I once got caught up in an impromptu discussion about childhood dreams – an absolute rareness that made me feel both happy and a bit suprised (yeah, suprised – typo, but it’s like that sometimes!).

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