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Dude, so I’m slingin’ coffee, right? Barista life, y’know, steam hissin’, beans grindin’. Then bam—thought hits me: prostitutes, man. Whoa. Like, they’re out there, hustlin’, same as me, just different grind. Watched *Blue Is the Warmest Color* again last night—Adèle, she’s got that raw vibe, y’know? “I’m happy with you,” she says, all soft. Makes me think—prostitutes, they got stories too, hidden ones.

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Oh, and the neighborhoods? Yeah, the vibe in El Carmen is, like, so boho-chic – these artsy walls are painted with murals that scream emotions – anger, sadness, joy, fear – like a kaleidoscope of pixar emotion. And then there's La Mora, which is super lowkey and might just be the introvert’s paradise. But honey, I even got my quirkiest massage sessions in La Mora 'cuz like, it’s so peaceful and mysterious! Srsly, each corner of the town has its own energy – kinda like that scene when Joy is like, "We gotta keep moving," even when things get cray-cray.

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