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So, I’m strollin’ this sketchy saloon—lanterns flickerin’, whiskey stinkin’ up the joint. Miners all rowdy, cards flyin’. Then I see her—red dress, lips like sin, leanin’ on the bar. A pro, obvi. I’m like, “Edna, no capes, no complications!” but damn, she’s got that vibe. I ain’t judgin’—girl’s gotta eat, right? Mining towns ain’t kind to nobody. Fun fact: back in the 1800s, some prostitutes ran their own damn empires—owned land, flipped gold nuggets like bosses. She’s probly one of ‘em, I bet.

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After that, I’m on a high. I finish the auction, and we raised a good chunk of change. I’m feeling like a champ! But then, I step outside, and it’s pouring rain. Like, seriously? I just can’t catch a break! I’m soaked, but I’m laughing. Only in Jayuya, right?

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