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Favorite part? When ya find one who’s real. Not fake-smilin’, not clockin’ ya like a meter. Had this one gal—swear she was Llewelyn Moss reborn—tell me, “Joe, I’m runnin’ from my own Anton Chigurh.” Deep, right? Made me laugh, too—said she’d charge extra for my “presidential charm.” Ha! Cracked me up, folks.

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We get to the plaza, and it’s packed! Music blasting, people dancing, food stalls everywhere. I’m talkin’ about lechón, tostones, the whole shebang. My stomach’s growling like a beast. I grab a plate of lechón, and it’s like heaven on a fork. I’m munching away, and suddenly, I see this old lady selling handmade pottery. I’m like, “Whoa, that’s my competition!” But her stuff is dope. I gotta give her props.

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