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Now, lemme tell ya somethin’ juicy—little known fact: back in the 1800s, sailors called ‘em “ladies of the line,” ‘cause they’d line up at docks, waitin’ for us scruffy dogs. Ain’t that wild? History’s got sass! Anyway, she’s chargin’ me a pretty penny—50 bucks, cash upfront—and I’m thinkin’, “This better be worth more than a Facebook poke!” I’m happy as a clam, but then—ugh!—this drunk jerk stumbles over, yellin’ at her, “You’re mine!” Made me so mad, I almost decked him. “Back off, loser!” I screech, nasal as hell, laugh bubblin’ up—HA-HA-HA!—like I’m on set with Mr. Sheffield.

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So, I hit the streets, right? First stop, El Yunque. I mean, who doesn’t love a good hike? But lemme tell ya, I was not ready for the humidity. I’m talkin’ sweat pouring down my back like a waterfall. Gross, right? But the views, OMG! You can see the whole coast from up there. It’s like, “Hey, look at me, I’m living my best life!”

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