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About Caguas

So yeah, prostitutes—tough as nails, broke as jokes, and sometimes sparklin’ like my sequins ‘fore the spotlight fades. Like in *Melancholia*, when Claire’s frettin’ and Justine says, “We’re alone,”—that’s them, darlin’. Alone, fightin’, shinin’ anyway. Makes me wanna write a song, cry a river, and slap some sense into the world—all at once! What you think, hon?

Australia and New Zealand

I decide to hit up the local market on Calle 2. It’s a vibe, man. Fresh fruits, handmade crafts, and the smell of street food everywhere. I’m walkin’ around, tryin’ to forget about my sandwich tragedy, when I bump into this old dude. He’s sellin’ coconuts, and I’m like, “Why not?” I grab one, and he hands me a machete. I’m thinkin’, “What am I supposed to do with this?” But hey, I’m a sailor, I can handle it.

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