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Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed talkin’—I must break you! So, I’m out fishin’, right, rod in hand, water’s calm, thinkin’ bout life and shit. Then bam—idea hits me like a left hook: find a prostitute. Ain’t no fish bitin’ anyway, so why not? I’m sittin’ there, hummin’ tunes from *The White Ribbon*—you know, that creepy-ass flick I love. “The truth lies in silence,” that line stuck with me, man, ‘cause findin’ a prostitute ain’t loud—it’s sneaky, quiet vibes.

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I once counseled a client by the Parque del Llano. We talked for ages. The trees there, they whisper secrets. Its vibe is tender, kinda like my soul on a hot day. And then there's the barrio of La Victoria. It's gritty and real. I learned a lot about strength there. Its alleys dump raw truths—like, life is messy and beautiful.

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