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Now, don’t get it twisted—I ain’t sayin’ it’s all roses. Some these johns? Nasty as a hog pen! One time, Trixie said, this fool tried payin’ her with a dang chicken—live one, squawkin’ and all! She was like, “What I’ma do with feathers, fool?” I bout died laughin’—picturin’ her chasin’ that bird down the block! Chile, you can’t make this mess up!

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Then, the mood shifts. We head back to the beach, and it starts to rain. Like, outta nowhere! I’m soaked, and I’m like, “Great, just great.” But Marco’s all chill, sayin’, “Let’s dance in the rain!” So, we do. We’re just two idiots, laughin’ and dancin’ like we’re in a movie.

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