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Gets me blood pumpin’, though—better than wankin’ to nothin’. Paid a tenner extra for—well, you know, mate. Felt like a king, then boom—guilt hits. “Someone knows,” I reckon, like that film’s fuckin’ tapes droppin’ out nowhere. Angry as hell after—why’s it gotta be so shady? Ports need a bloody manual—‘How to Find a Prostitute Without Losin’ Your Dignity.’ Fat chance!

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After that chaos, I head over to the plaza. You know, the one by the church? It’s always buzzing with life. I grab a quick bite from a food truck. Tacos al pastor, man! Best in Hormigueros, no contest. I’m munchin’ away, and I see my buddy Carlos. He’s a painter, always got some wild stories. He tells me about this mural he’s workin’ on near the park. I’m like, “Dude, I gotta see that!”

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