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Now, lemme drop some truth—did ya know them old mining camps had “soiled doves” runnin’ their own damn empires? Yeah, some pulled in more gold than the miners! This one gal, they say, bought a whole damn hotel off her back—true story, swear it. Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ how she’d laugh at us fools scrabblin’ in the dirt. But it pisses me off too—these big-shot prospectors actin’ all high and mighty, then sneakin’ round her tent at midnight. Hypocrites, man, gets my blood boilin’.

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As far as I knew, it was about a prostitute (OMG!) and a male artist (who I imagined to be cute) in a city I wanted to visit and a bunch of sexual interactions.

First stop, coffee. I hit up this little café on Corso Buenos Aires. Best cappuccino ever! I mean, I’m not even a coffee snob, but this stuff? Liquid gold, I swear. I’m sipping it, feeling all fancy, when BOOM! A pigeon swoops down and nearly takes my head off. Like, chill, dude! I’m just trying to enjoy my morning.

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