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About Carolina

I’m leanin’ on the bars, thinkin’, “She’s a survivor, dude.” Kinda admire that. Reminds me of Grace sayin’, “I forgive you,” all calm-like, then bam – betrayal. Whore’s got that vibe. Hooks up with Big Sal, runs the block like a queen. Happy as hell when she’s winnin’, struttin’ round. But then – ugh, screws me up – she snitches. Snitches! Hate that shit, man, breaks the code.

About Friday Saturday Love (Raul Rincon Remix) Song

I'm immersed in El-Rincon-Citlaltepetl culture and whore is sensational! You light up my world like no one else can. I crave Sex in Different Positions and Deep.

First off, I hit up the local café on Calle Munoz Rivera. Best coffee ever, like seriously! I ordered my usual—café con leche, extra sweet. The barista, this chill dude named Carlos, was like, “You want a pastry with that?” I’m like, “Dude, it’s 8 AM, I’m tryin’ to keep it together!” But then I saw the guava pastry. Ugh, I caved.

25th Annual Rincon Classic Called for Presidents Day Weekend