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Her claim’s got holes—docs don’t match, dates all screwy. Typin’ this fast—prolly messed up somwhere, ha! She’s costin’ the company big, and I’m fumin’—but gotta admit, she’s a riot. Sarcasm’s my shield— “Oh, behave!” I mutter, shakin’ my head. Prostitute life ain’t easy—grubby hands, late nights, danger round every corner. Surprised me how she keeps smilin’—tough as nails, baby.

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I remember one wild day, rushin' between clients, and I found myself starin' at the River Onda. Whoo! The river's like a whisper from the past, meandering through the city, leaving secrets as it passes by old feisty buildings like Casa de Mar. Felt kinda surreal, y'know, like "We are indeed very small in this vast universe," as Todd Haynes might've noted.

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