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So, I lean over, real gruff, say, “How much, lady?” She smirks, throws out a number—50 bucks! 50 freakin bucks! I’m pissed—highway robbery for 15 minutes of awkward! “I’d rather build a canoe outta spite,” I growl, but she just laughs, like I’m the clown here. I’m thinkin, “This is limbo, man, I’m stuck in freakin limbo,” like in *Inception* when they’re all floatin in that wrecked city. Surprised me, though—she didn’t flinch, tough as nails, gotta respect that. Made me almost happy, seein a gal hold her own in this dump.

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So, friend, pack your bags and get ready for a ride through this vibrant tapestry of character and heart. Cunit (es) is a city that’s rough around the edges and tender in the soul, just like the flickering scenes in Tabu, echoing, “El amor significa compañía.” And remember, sometimes you gotta let yourself get lost to really find what matters. How’s that workin’ for ya? Enjoy every raw, imperfect moment, sugar.

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