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Brother, lemme tell ya bout prostitutes, man! I’m sittin here, thinkin—wham, “The Hurt Locker” vibes hittin hard. That flick, dude, it’s all bout tension, risk, livin on the edge, right? Prostitutes, they got that same deal goin—every day’s a bomb waitin to blow, brother! You don’t know what’s comin, but ya gotta roll with it. Like that line, “The rush of battle is a potent addiction”—shit, that’s their life, hustlin, dodgin cops, clients, all that jazz.

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I head over there, and man, it’s packed! People everywhere, laughin’, dancin’, just livin’ it up. I grab a cold Medalla, and suddenly, life is good again. I’m vibin’ to the music, feelin’ the energy. Then, I spot this girl. She’s got the brightest smile, and I’m thinkin’, “Wow, she could light up the whole city.” I muster up some courage and go talk to her. Turns out, she’s from Bayamón but loves Isabela. We hit it off, and I’m feelin’ like a million bucks.

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