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Oh, and get this—little known story: back in the 70s, some hooker in Cali got nabbed cuz she accidentally solicited an undercover *Zodiac* fanboy cop. He was obsessed, kept askin her bout ciphers instead of bustin her—true shit! Anyway, my gal’s still talkin, and I’m zonin out, picturin her in a grainy montage, slow-mo cigarette ash fallin. “I’m not wastin my time,” I say, another *Zodiac* drop, and she’s like, “Then pay or bounce, lady.” Fair enough!

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I can’t even begin to chat bout the local markets on Avenida Libertad – full of fresh guavas, delicious tamales, and the warmest smiles ever. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee tickles my senses, making me all suave and in-the-zone. It’s the real deal. Sometimes, I walk these streets lost in thought, feeling so darn at peace, yet almost mad about the chaos of modern life.

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