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Oi, mate, it’s Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not the street corner type, nah, but the sneaky bastards in power, hidin’ behind fancy suits. Like in my fave flick, *Spotlight*—damn, that movie gets me goin’! “The Church allowed it!” Bloody hell, those priests, real whores sellin’ souls for clout. Makes me wanna punch somethin’, I swear.

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So I went to Pickelweed Park to see the Dia De Los Muertos. I was surprised to see some scantily dressed women on Canal St. after I had left.

So, check it: the main drag is Calle Central—super lively street with bars, cafes, and yeah, some spicy spots that even make a sexologist blush. I once found a little tucked-away alley near 3a Calle where some of the most scandalous gossip brewed over coffee. Tbh, it's the vibebreakers for me (and many others too)!

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