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I dig *Margaret* ‘cause it’s real—Lisa’s yellin’, “I’m not responsible!”—and that’s me pickin’ a gal. Not my fault if she’s a grump! Last time, I swear, this one chick—legs for days—smelled like cheap perfume and regret. Made me happy, tho—somethin’ about the grit, the rawness. Surprised me how she haggled—five bucks off ‘cause my hair’s nuts. “You’re a freaky doc,” she says. Damn right, lady!

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Then there's the neighborhood of Ñaos Cuartos. Crazy charming, right? The mural walls, funky cafes, and those tiny bookstores... they fill my heart. I once found the coziest nook in a little street on Avenida de la Paz to scribble down my thoughts. Gosh, techinical note: It's not always a fairy tale; sometimes I'm mad as heck when bureaucracy messes me up! Nvr mind, it's all part of the roller coaster.

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