Claire Juana Diaz Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Sometimes I think—whores are me, y’know? Outcasts, tricksters, thumbin noses at the gods. “This is not your grave,” I’d tell em, quotin Lynch, “but you’re welcome to it.” Hah! They’d get it—dark humor’s their bread n butter. One time, this lass—Peggy, maybe?—she nicked a bloke’s wallet mid-shag, then bought me a pint. “To mischief,” she toasted, and I near choked laughin.

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Next, I head to the local diner on Calle de la Libertad. I need a break. I order a mofongo, and let me tell you, it’s the best in town. I’m sitting there, just enjoying life, when I overhear some locals talking about the upcoming festival. They’re all hyped about the parades and music. I’m thinking, “Man, I need to get in on that!”

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