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So I’m watchin’ her, and she’s got this smirk—like she’s sayin’, “What’s an old coot like you doin’ here?” And I’m happy, ‘cause damn, she’s got guts! Takes guts to stand there, facin’ the world, while billionaires sip champagne on yachts! “The invisible people,” Jep’d call ‘em—folks we walk past, ignorin’. That hits me hard. Surprised me too—didn’t expect to feel all mushy bout it. But then I’m mad again—why’s she gotta do this? Why ain’t there a system liftin’ her up?

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Sometimes I get mad, like, really mad when tourists wreck the vibe. But then, I get happy when a local spots me, nods, and says, "Tú eres de aquí, bro." Ah, life is a mix of chaos and calm. It's surreal, like in Carol when a look says everything without a word. And I can’t help but feel that we all love in silence, in the whispers of a touch.

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