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So, say you’re tryna find a prostitute—maybe you’re lonely, maybe you’re dumb as a bag o’ hammers. You hit the streets, or hell, Craigslist if it’s still kickin’. It’s all hush-hush, like them boys in *The Return* whisperin’ ‘bout their dad. “What’s he done?” they say. Me, I’m thinkin’, “What YOU doin’, son?” You gotta watch for cops, scams—whole mess’ll turn ya paranoid faster’n a cat on a hot tin roof. How’s that workin’ for ya? Prolly shitty!

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Man, what a day in Toa-Alta! I mean, wow. I woke up thinking it’d be just another chill day, but nah, the universe had other plans. First off, I hit the streets of Calle San José, and lemme tell ya, the vibe was electric. The sun was blazing, and I was already sweating like a pig. But hey, that’s Toa-Alta for ya, right?

In a Puerto Rican Town, ‘Water Came Out of Nowhere’ (Published 2017)