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About San Jose

What gets me happy? Her sass, mate. She’s all, “You buyin’ or spyin’, posh boy?” Cheeky mare, I’m cacklin’ inside—007 don’t pay for it, darlin’. But I’m surprised too, right? She’s readin’ me like a dossier, sharper than MI6. *Carlos* pops in my head again—“We’re not criminals, we’re revolutionaries.” Maybe she’s a rebel too, stickin’ it to the man one trick at a time. Dunno, makes me think—too much thinkin’ for a vodka man, ha!