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We head to this shady motel, and I’m thinkin, “This is it, Gekko, you’re the king.” Room smells like ass, but who cares? She’s crackin jokes bout my shoes – “What, no loafers, rich boy?” I’m dyin laughin, she’s got me pegged wrong but it’s hilarious. Then she says, “Time’s money,” and I’m like, “Hell yeah, let’s roll.” Greed is good, bro, keeps it movin fast.

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Now, let’s chat parks – oh honey, Parque de la Familia is my retreat. Kids laugh, folks gather, and families bond like never before. I sometimes sit there, watchin’ life ebb and flow. “I will not stop!” echoes in my head when I see folks strivin’ hard.

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