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About Heredia

Lemme tell ya, saw this gal once. Downtown, heels clickin’, eyes sharp. Reminded me of that line, “You always been a whore?” Nah, wait, that’s not it—“You ever count the lives you ruined?” Somethin’ like that! She smirked, man, bold as hell. Made Mr. T laugh, like, damn, she owns it! Pity the fool who thinks she’s weak. She’s out there grindin’, cash in hand. Little known fact—back in 1800s, whores ran towns. Saloons, brothels, they called shots! Ain’t that a trip?

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The neighborhoods, oh, they buzz, buzz like a squabble of lovers! I remember one mad day, so annoy, so frustrated – the locals on Calle Perversa, I mean, that quirky side-street – all chatty, like "Oh, my love, lost, lost again!" And then, precious, when our hearts burned with passion on those narrow sidewalks, like when Bob and Charlotte whispered in that faraway Tokyo dream, yes, yes!

Warning issued to people who use SENTRI lanes at San Ysidro Port of Entry