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About Ponce

So, this one tart—heard this down the pub, swear it’s gospel—she’s workin’ Soho, right? Back in the ‘90s, proper legend. Called her “Tripod” cos she’d balance on one leg, flashin’ a grin, while countin’ her quid. Bloke goes, “How much?” She’s like, “Fifty, love, but I’ll throw in a scream.” Fuckin’ mental! Survived Thatcher’s Britain on her back—tougher than nails, that one. “Improvise, adapt, overcome,” she’d say, nickin’ lines from my fave flick. Respect, honestly. Made me happy, hearin’ that—she outsmarted the game.

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He was trying to set us up with a boat to drive us to Playa Rincon, but we wanted to eat breakfast first and deal with it later. Being the persistent salesperson that he is, he followed us to .

Eventually, I had to head home. I said goodbye to Mia, and we exchanged numbers. I was like, “Let’s do this again!” She smiled, and I felt that spark.

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