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About San Juan

So, where d’ya start? Streets, obviously—grimy corners, flickering lights. Saw this one bird, right, legs like a giraffe, tottering in heels. Thought, “She’s gotta be one!” Nope, just a drunk lass from the pub. Waste of my bloody time! Fuming, I was—hate amateurs clogging the system. Reminds me of Lil’ Zé screaming, “Who’s laughing now, huh?” Nobody, mate, cos I’m still skint and horny.

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I’m sippin’ my café con leche, and boom! My phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, Luis. He’s like, “Yo, meet me at Plaza de Recreo!” I’m thinkin’, “Sure, why not?” So I hustle over there. The plaza’s packed, like always. Kids runnin’ around, old folks chillin’ on benches, and the smell of empanadillas in the air. Mmm, heaven!

Enrico Comerio, co-owner of Rodolfo Comerio, dies at 85