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So, you’re cruisin’, maybe down some sketchy alley. Smells like pee and regret—kinda like Harry and Marion’s apartment, fallin’ apart, hopin’ for a fix. You spot her, she spots you. “Hey, sugar, need a date?” she purrs. Little known fact: some of ‘em got code words— “date” ain’t dinner, y’all! It’s a transaction, cold as a snake’s belly. Surprised me first time I heard that. Thought, “Well, dang, that’s slick!”

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I’m sippin’ my café con leche, and boom! My phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, Luis. He’s like, “Yo, meet me at Plaza de Recreo!” I’m thinkin’, “Sure, why not?” So I hustle over there. The plaza’s packed, like always. Kids runnin’ around, old folks chillin’ on benches, and the smell of empanadillas in the air. Mmm, heaven!

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