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Ruh-roh! I spot one – she’s leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig, lookin’ like she don’t give a crap. “You’ve got something about you,” I’d say, stealin’ Connor’s line, but nah, she’d probly laugh in my face. I’m thinkin’, shit, this is wild – my tail’s waggin’, I’m hyped! Never thought I’d be this close to the action. Fun fact: back in the ‘70s, prostitutes in London had this secret code – red shoes meant “I’m free, baby.” Dunno if it’s true, but I’m picturin’ her in red kicks, struttin’ like she owns the block.

In Silao there are dads who offer their girls

I've got mad love for Barrio El Amor too. Every corner is raw, every heartbeat loud. Sometimes, I'm chillin' at La Plaza del Beso. I seen lovers kiss in the rain. Damn, it made me mad sometimes – the city gets too passionate, too real. And friends! Don't overlook a dive bar on Calle Loca. Crazy nights, weird tales, and some typos left in bars' graffiti like I'm scribblin’ my soul. (I mean, like: "luv n lust 4eva!" and "dnts b shy!")

Stephanie Suberville’s Guide to San Miguel de Allende