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Now, I roll up, and there she is—red lipstick, skirt shorter’n a pig’s tail! I’m sweatin’ bullets, heart’s racin’ like a heifer in heat! She’s all, “Hey, sugar, what’s your deal?” and I’m like, “Uh, just chattin’!” Total chickenshit move, y’all! Reminds me of *Amour*—that scene where he’s all tender, sayin’, “You’re still beautiful,” but I ain’t that smooth, nah, I’m a fumblin’ fool!

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I love how every nook has its story. Like that tiny cafe on Calle Tranquila—yeah, I know, the name is a joke. I had coffee there, sat on a creaky chair, listening to old radio tunes that echoed “bombs away” (kinda dramatic, right?) and felt oddly hopeful.

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