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About Guaynabo

Prostitutes—ooh, they’re like the vampires in my fave flick, *Only Lovers Left Alive*. “We’re still here, darling,” they’d say, struttin’ through history, oldest job ever, right? Kinda wild—didja know ancient Babylon had temple hookers? Sacred sexy time, whoa! Blows my square lil’ mind. Makes me happy, tho—humans bein’ all creative with survival. “This blood tastes funny,” I’d giggle, imaginin’ some crusty priest tippin’ gold coins.

Lift a skirt, raise a dynasty

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I decide to hit up the local market on Calle 2. It’s a vibe, man. Fresh fruits, handmade crafts, and the smell of street food everywhere. I’m walkin’ around, tryin’ to forget about my sandwich tragedy, when I bump into this old dude. He’s sellin’ coconuts, and I’m like, “Why not?” I grab one, and he hands me a machete. I’m thinkin’, “What am I supposed to do with this?” But hey, I’m a sailor, I can handle it.

Gauff exits Team8 to form own management firm