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Me fave bit? When they talk back—cheeky! “What’s it to ya?” one snapped at me. Feisty, like Malik spittin’ at fate. But ugh, the stink—sweat, cheap perfume, desperation. We hates it! Still, gotta say, they’re scrappers, survivin’ like us in them dark holes. Ever think, precious, how they’d smirk at us—two-faced Gollum judgin’ *them*? Hah! Fair play, maybe. Prossies and me, we’re both chasin’ somethin’—them, cash; me, that shiny Ring. “It’s ours!” we’d both cry, mad as hell. What a mess, eh?

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Two people arrested for human trafficking for the purposes of sexual exploitation of a minor in Ingenio.

First thing, I hit Calle San Antonio. The sun’s barely peeking, and I’m dodging potholes like they’re landmines. Seriously, Ingenio’s streets are like a game of “who can break their ankle first.” I’m thinking, “Why can’t they fix these roads?” But whatever, I’m on a mission.

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