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About Puntarenas

What gets me happy? When ya find one who’s chill, not all sketchy—rare, tho. Like findin’ Kamaji with his six arms, brewin’ tea instead of trouble. Most times, it’s quick cash, quick dash—bam, gone! Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but feels like they vanish into the spirit world, “poof!”

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What is the likelihood of finding an English-speaking Tica in the Quepos area who is not a prostitute and just wants to hang out? Where would I.

Man, one minute I’m cruisin’ down Calle de la Paz. Short street, small shops, cummin’ together like a secret band. Then, I hit the Bulevar de la Brisa, where every breeze whispers somethin’ deep about life. Crazy, right? And oh, the landmarks – we got that ancient fountain, La Fuente de los Mil Recuerdos, spillin’ water like memories. I sometimes stop to just stare, reminisce like in "Carol" when the quiet moments speak. "Just when you think you know," ya feel me?

Robert Arthur "Bob, the Golden Gringo" Normand