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First off, I’m pissed—why’s it gotta be so shady? Dudes in sketchy corners, whisperin’ like they got secrets. I’m like, “Man, speak up!” Reminds me of that chick in *Ten*, drivin’ round, spillin’ her guts. “You’re not alone,” she says in the movie—ha! Tell that to me, sweatin’ bullets, dodgin’ cops. Little known fact, bro—back in the 90s, some spots had “prostitute maps” floatin’ round. Underground shit, like treasure hunts for horn-dogs. Wild, right?

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So, I hit the streets again, this time for fun. Cantu’s nightlife is lit! The lights, the music, the food stalls everywhere. I grab a slice of pizza from a vendor on Via Mazzini. It’s greasy, but who cares? I’m living my best life.

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