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But ugh, the pimps? Slimy rats, I swear—made me wanna scream! Saw one smack Ruby once, and I was *this* close to clawin’ his eyes out. “You must let me in”—like hell, buddy, she ain’t your puppet! Pisses me off how they trap ‘em, y’know? Still, Ruby’d smile after, sayin’, “I’m tougher than I look, doll.” Damn right she was—whores got steel in ‘em, forged in fire.

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First off, I hit the streets of Calle San Juan. The sun was blazin’, like it was tryin’ to roast me alive. I’m sweatin’ like a pig, and I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what I need.” But then I see the beach, and it’s packed! Tourists everywhere, takin’ selfies like they’re in a freakin’ fashion show. I mean, c’mon, it’s just sand and water, right? But hey, I can’t blame ‘em. Barceloneta’s got that vibe.

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