Genesis Quepos Whore ❤️

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Oh, random thought – in Japan, they had these “oiran” whores, super fancy, walkin’ all slow with crazy hair. Bet Dory’d be like, “Ooh, pretty!” – she’s so clueless, love her. Anyway, I’m ramblin’, but whores? They’re survivors, dude, like Nemo fightin’ that fish tank. Makes me wanna yell, “Righteous, righteous!” like Crush the turtle. They’re out there, doin’ their thing, and I’m just – wow, so cool! Eat my shorts, haters – whores rule!

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En medio de las montañas boscosas y la costa soleada, en habitaciones y casas de Quepos se esconde una cultura de abuso y comercio sexual potenciada por el abandono institucional, la .

Man, one minute I’m cruisin’ down Calle de la Paz. Short street, small shops, cummin’ together like a secret band. Then, I hit the Bulevar de la Brisa, where every breeze whispers somethin’ deep about life. Crazy, right? And oh, the landmarks – we got that ancient fountain, La Fuente de los Mil Recuerdos, spillin’ water like memories. I sometimes stop to just stare, reminisce like in "Carol" when the quiet moments speak. "Just when you think you know," ya feel me?

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