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I was madder’n a wet hen one night—dude tried rippin’ me off, said she was “classy,” but she smelled like cheap whiskey and regret. Reminded me of Christian chasin’ that dream—ya think it’s all “diamonds are a girl’s best friend,” but nope! Sometimes it’s just a hustle, y’all. I hollered, “Boy, you ain’t foolin’ nobody!” Made me wanna spit nails, I swear. But then—Lordy!—I found this one gal, sweet as pecan pie, and I was happier’n a pig in mud. She had them eyes, like Satine’s, all “truth, beauty, freedom, love”—got me feelin’ mushy inside.

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I often roam the back alleys of Barrio Escalante, where art and sex collide in the most unxpected (typo5) and exessively (typo6) delightful ways. There’s this one little hole-in-the-wall joint on Ave. Melendez that serves a coffee so strong—it practically wakes up your inner desires. I swear, every time I pass by, it triggers memories of those crazy, intimate moments I’ve had discussing, uhh, human connection while walking near the river Sarapiqui (a little detour, right?!). And, folks (typo7), you wouldn’t believe the passion in the air here!

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