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Man, I’m pissed already—fuckin’ hagglin’ like I’m buyin’ a carburetor! Back in ’83, Miami, shit was wild—girls’d jump in your ride for a dime bag. Little known fact, right? Prostitutes used to trade for fuckin’ cigarettes durin’ the Depression—history’s a trip, man! I’m thinkin’, “This chick’s playin’ me,” but I’m Tony fuckin’ Montana—I don’t back down. “Say hello to my little friend!” I yell, flashin’ some cash, and she laughs—fuckin’ laughs! That’s a power move, I respect it.

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Herewith, an exhaustive survey of the fleshpots of San Miguel de Allende, in case you're looking to spice up your vacation. Out on the Salida de.

I gotta mention, my fave secret is the hidden art wall on Calle Silencio. I found a nude portrayal that screamed vulnerability. In my profession, I see more than just skin – I see the whole damn art of desire. I get happy every time a new masterpiece pops up or a random smile lights up the night. Samething wild, I hit a wall, boooring? Nah, it's pure soul, like moments in that movie, "White Material."

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