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Angry? Yeah, ‘cause it’s a meat market—humans sold like bacon. Happy? Never, not with this crap. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d say it’s like tradin’ yer soul for a quickie. Quirky thought—wonder if they’d take my wood carvings as payment. Prolly not, damn shame. Lookin’ for one’s risky too—cops, STDs, or some psycho with a knife. “The dead don’t care,” Saul’d whisper—prolly true for the johns too. Funniest bit? Guys think they’re kings ‘til the clap hits. Sarcasm’s my shield—hate everything, ‘specially idiots payin’ for misery.

National flavors

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After dinner, I finally chill. I’m sittin’ on the porch, lookin’ at the stars. Bayamón’s got this vibe, you know? It’s loud, it’s crazy, but it’s home. I think about my day—how it was a rollercoaster of emotions. From spillin’ coffee to eatin’ empanadillas to seein’ that mural.

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