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One time, I almost got tangled up—swear on my auntie’s gravy! Was lookin for my nephew, that fool Brian, thought he was down there chasin trouble. Saw this gal wink at me, I said, “Honey, Madea don’t swing that way!” She laughed, said, “You too old anyway!” Ooh, I was hot! But then I chuckled, ‘cause she was right—I ain’t spry no more! Halleluyer!

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Down by Calle Real, the heart pulses. Streets are short, buzzing with gossip. I sometimes tear up—like the scene in the bathhouse—real deep stuff. I walk to the quaint café on Avenida del Sol. It's so chill, but my therapy brain is always scanning everyone. It's sorta like you're uncovering hidden feelings. Bruh, you wouldn't believe the secrets those chairs hold!

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