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About San Juan

So yeah—prostitutes? Tough cookies, man. Respect ‘em, fear ‘em—they’re the real rebels. Moulin Rouge nails it—love, death, sequins, all that jazz. “We are creatures of the underworld,” Satine whispers—damn straight. Makes me wanna force-choke the haters, but nah—I’m chill. What you think, kid? *wheeze* Got any creds for a showgirl? Ha!

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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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