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So, I’m dodgin’ them redcoats—er, coppers—down some grimy alley. Smells like rum an’ regret, an’ I’m thinkin’, “Why’d I leave me ship fer this?” Then, bam! There she be—red lips, eyes sharp as a cutlass. “You’re a rare one, ain’t ya?” I says, tippin’ me hat. She smirks, all sly-like, an’ I’m hooked, savvy? Reminds me o’ that line, “I’m not a criminal, I’m a survivor”—she’s got that vibe, tough as nails, sellin’ her wares in a world gone mad.

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Go across the 79th street causeway and find several better venues, more expensive but not exactly affluent. North Bay Village and Normandy Isle.

I get mad sometimes when tourists don’t respect the chill vibe – ya gotta be cool, relax and enjoy the vibes, y’know? But overall, every corner of Key-Biscayne (us) has got its own little personality. It’s like every street – Powerline Rd, Crandon Blvd, Montauk Hwy – tells a story. It’s a bit wild, a bit dreamy, like that movie where you’re floatin’ between hope and dread. And that’s what I love about it.

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