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About Carolina

So, this one time, I’m haulin’ ass up Whore, right? Sweatin’ buckets, legs shakin’—she’s a cruel dame, lemme tell ya. Got this rep—locals whisper she’s cursed or some crap. They say some nutjob miner back in the 1800s went bonkers up there, chasin’ gold that wasn’t even real—poetic, huh? “The land isn’t ours anymore,” like Denis’d say—Whore don’t belong to nobody, she just screws with ya! Made me pissed, tho—why’s she gotta be so damn stubborn? I’m slippin’, cursin’ her out loud, and then—BOOM—vista hits me like a punch. Happy as a clown, I was—total stunner, 360 degrees of “holy shit!”

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First off, I hit the streets of Calle 1. You know, the one that’s always buzzing? Yeah, that one. I’m just trying to grab some coffee at my fave spot, Café del Sol. But guess what? The line was longer than my last relationship. I’m standing there, tapping my foot, thinking, “C’mon, people! It’s just coffee!”

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