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She had this spark, tho—surprised me. Eyes like a hawk, missin’ nothin’. Reminds me of me, sniffin’ out weakness. I’d never touch her, nah, too much respect. Maybe I’d cook for her, tho—fava beans, chianti, the works. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d brag, and she’d probly laugh, call me a posh twat. Love that.

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Then I’m cruisin’ down Calle Conquistador, and I see this food truck. You know the one, with the best empanadas in town. I’m like, “Yesss, gimme that!” But the line? Ridic. I’m standing there, and this lady in front of me starts chatting. She’s all, “Did you hear about the new marina?” I’m like, “Uh, no?” Apparently, they’re building this fancy place for yachts. Like, who even has a yacht? Not me, that’s for sure.

Sending a warm farewell to José A. Fajardo