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About Guaynabo

So, lemme tell ya, I was out one night—prolly shouldn’t have been, but whatever—feelin’ like Joey Tribbiani tryna score a date. “How you doin’?” I’d say to the air, practicin’ my charm, ya know? Streets were buzzin’, lights flickerin’ like Yubaba’s creepy lair. Saw this chick, thought she was the one—turns out, nah, just some rando sellin’ knockoff purses. Pissed me off! Wasted my smooth line, man!

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After that, I finally finish Luis’s cut. He looks in the mirror and goes, “Whoa, I look like a superstar!” I’m thinkin’, “More like a backup dancer.” But hey, if he’s happy, I’m happy. He leaves, and I’m feelin’ good.

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