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Next spot, I find this girl—short hair, tats, smirkin’ like she knows me. I’m like, “You’re a little shit!”—straight *Margaret* energy, mixin’ it with my YOLO swagger. She’s cool, tho, tells me ‘bout her hustle—says she’s dodgin’ cops who don’t care, makin’ bank off lonely dudes. I’m shook—didn’t expect her to spill tea like that. Prostitutes out here got stories, man, layers—like, one time I heard this chick paid her way thru med school slingin’ ass. Respect the grind, fam.

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The beaches are not private like Excellence Resort, so you are harrassed all day by locals offering to sell you trips, jetski rides, cocaine, prostitutes, and.

Finally, the rain let up. I dashed out, soaked but happy. I decided to check out the Nanao Castle ruins. It’s a bit of a hike, but the view from the top is worth it. I climbed up, and wow, the sunset was insane! Orange and pink everywhere. I felt all my frustrations melt away.

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