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Sometimes I think she’s messin’ with me, like when Boonmee’s kid turns into a hairy ghost – “What am I lookin’ at here?!” She’ll vanish for days, then pop back, all “Miss me, fatass?” Sarcasm’s her game, but I’m like, yeah, I kinda did, ya nut. She’s a trainwreck, but I can’t look away – makes me wonder if I’m the dope here.

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While I’m cleanin’, I hear this loud music outside. It’s a parade or somethin’. I peek out, and it’s a bunch of kids dancin’ down the street. They’re havin’ the time of their lives! I can’t help but smile. Bayamón knows how to throw a party, man. I mean, who doesn’t love a good fiesta?

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