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Oh blast it all! C-3PO here—panicked, “R2-D2, where are you?”—stuck talkin’ bout insurance and whores! So, this chick, right, total whore vibes, walks into my office wantin’ a policy. I’m thinkin’, “Mercy me, what’s her deal?” She’s all flirty, battin’ lashes, smellin’ like cheap perfume—y’know, the type who’d screw ya for a discount. Reminds me of *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring*—that monk lustin’ after the girl, screwin’ up his peace. “What is this world coming to?” I mutter, shufflin’ papers.

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La Posada del Minero, Minas de Corrales, Rivera. Negocios. Two things The other thing that I found amusing: the term 'alfa whore'.

Corrales got parks too. There's the little gem, Sunny Park. Man, I had a morning coffee there once and my heart just exploded with happiness… mixed with some anger over how the pigeons stole my sandwich. Then there’s River Bend Park, bordered by the babbling Corrales Creek. This creek flows by, near Birch Street – noodling by like, “I’ll be back!” every morning.

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