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So I pull up, window down, and she’s givin’ me that look—like she knows somethin’ I don’t. “What do you want?” she says, all sassy, like Anne in the movie askin’ Georges ‘bout his lies. I’m thinkin’, “Fuck, this feels like a setup.” But I’m Tony fuckin’ Soprano, I don’t back down. “How much, sweetheart?” I say, smirkin’. She throws a number—high as hell! I’m pissed, like, “What, you think I’m some mook?” Bargained her down, ‘cause I ain’t no schmuck.

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Alright, so lemme tell ya bout Monserrat (es). First off, this place is wacky and chill, like life's little paradox jamming in your face. Okay? So, picture this: you're strolling down Calle del Solxa, where local cafes and graffiti mix like peanut butter and jelly. Seriously, it's like you step into a movie set – Certified Copy vibes, y'know? "The truth can be recognized by the imperfections." Kinda makes ya wanna sip an espresso and ponder life.

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