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Found this chick once—Lola, she called herself. Worked outta some grimy alley, smelled like cheap perfume and despair. Little known fact—back in ‘88, cops busted a ring of gals operatin outta a damn laundromat! Washin more than clothes, ya feel me? Lola tho, she had grit—surprised me, a lil spark in her dead eyes. Made me happy, like findin a vein of ore in the dark. “You don’t know what I can do,” I growled, Vader-style, testin her nerve. She didn’t flinch—badass.

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Look, there’s mad little quirks – like the local diner on El Camino Real where they serve nothin’ but the weirdest hot sauces. I once got soaked in sauce and wished I had a massage to fix that fuck-up. And, man… my heart just explodes with gratitude when I wander by small art galleries off Camino de los Cielos. They’re like secret portals, each turn offering something new.

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