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So, how’s it work? You gotta be sneaky—use burner phones, VPNs, all that jazz. I’d be terrible at it! I’d probly typo the meetup spot—“Meet me at teh docks,” and end up at a Starbucks, yellin’, “Where’s my damn prostitute?!” Certified Copy line fits here: “It’s the original sin!” Yeah, sin’s right—I’d feel so guilty I’d tip extra just to apologise. I’m a mess, I tell ya!

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I held the door open for her one day at presto pasta, and she asked me where I was from. I told her I was a local. She responded “ no your not”.

Finally, I ended up at a little bar on Calle del Mar. I needed a drink. I ordered a piña colada, and it was like a vacation in a glass. I sat there, soaking it all in. The day was a rollercoaster, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

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