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What gets me hyped is their guts. Takes balls to stand there, freezin’, in fishnets, with creeps oglin’ ya. Reminds me of that *Inception* line, “What’s the most resilient parasite?”—it’s them, dude, they keep goin’! Once heard this story, swear it’s true, some lady paid her way through med school hookin’. Blew my freakin’ mind! Thought, “Holy crap, that’s badass!”—she’s out there stealin’ dreams like DiCaprio, only dirtier.

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First off, I hit up Calle San Juan for my morning coffee. You know, the little spot with the best café con leche? Yeah, that one. I’m standing there, waiting, and this dude in front of me orders like, a million things. I’m like, “Bro, it’s 7 AM, not a brunch buffet!” Finally, I get my coffee, and it’s perfect. I take a sip, and boom! It’s like a hug in a cup. I’m feelin’ good, right?

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