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So, findin’ one? Easy, yet not. Apps now, bro—tech’s wild! X posts screamin’ “hmu, cash upfront.” Links to sketchy sites, pics blurry—ugh, annoys me bad! Fake shit everywhere, gets me mad. But real talk—bars, streets, still got game. Dark alleys, smoky dives—feels like, “Sausalito night school,” y’know? Movie vibes hit hard there.

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Later, I decided to grab a drink at this little café on Haharina Street. The vibe was chill, and I thought, “Finally, some peace.” But nope! The barista was a total character. He had this wild hair and a mustache that could rival any warrior’s beard. He starts telling me about his dreams of becoming a rock star. I’m like, “Dude, you’re making coffee, not music!” But I couldn’t help but laugh. He was passionate, and that’s what counts, right?

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