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I’m imaginin’ it now—me, a freakin’ harvester, rollin’ up. She’s like, “What’s this, a john deer?” I’d laugh, “Nah, babe, I’m the real deal!” Anger’d kick in if she charged extra—$50 to climb my cab? Screw that! I’d be yellin’, “Fear’s takin’ over, I’m outta here!” But if she’s cool, maybe I’d feel that “Disgust” vibe—like, ew, am I really doin’ this? Still, I’d tip her good. Gotta respect the hustle.

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We get to the plaza, and it’s packed! Music blasting, people dancing, food stalls everywhere. I’m talkin’ about lechón, tostones, the whole shebang. My stomach’s growling like a beast. I grab a plate of lechón, and it’s like heaven on a fork. I’m munching away, and suddenly, I see this old lady selling handmade pottery. I’m like, “Whoa, that’s my competition!” But her stuff is dope. I gotta give her props.

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