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Halleluyer! Chile, lemme tell ya ‘bout this prostitute I seen. Looked like she been round the block twice ‘fore breakfast! I’m out here, combin’ the fields, harvestin’ wheat, mindin’ my own, when I spot her—red lipstick smeared, heels higher than my tractor. Reminded me of that lil robot boy David from *A.I. Artificial Intelligence*—you know, my fave flick! “I am… I am…” she hollerin’, tryna flag down every trucker on the highway. Girl, you ain’t foolin’ nobody with that fake hair!

Police: Hialeah house used for prostitution, man recruited woman in Argentina

This city’s full of flavor. For real! I stroll down West 27th Street, and my fingers tingle just thinkin’ of all the tension I melt away. Some days I’m like, “The wind blows, and the world moves.” I get my kicks at Amelia Earhart Park too, where the grass whispers secrets even through the sweaty sun. Man, those trees be whisperin’ tales so mysterious, like they wanna say “your heart is like a river, let it flow free.”

Hialeah Mayor Esteban Bovo to step down, take job with lobbying firm in Washington