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About San Juan

You got these girls, right? Standin’ on corners, fishnets up to their asses, smokin’ Pall Malls like it’s 1985. I roll up, window down, and it’s like, “What am I, a fuckin’ ATM?” Prices nowadays—Madonn’, inflation’s hittin’ the hookers too! Back in the day, you’d slip ‘em a twenty, maybe a meatball sub, and boom, done deal. Now they want fifty, sixty, talkin’ bout “gas prices.” Bitch, you ain’t drivin’ nowhere, you’re standin’ there! Made me mad as hell, but I laugh—fuck it, it’s Jersey, whaddya expect?

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But then, the day takes a turn. I get a call about a dog hit by a car. My heart drops. I rush to Calle 5, and it’s chaos. The poor pup is in bad shape. I’m trying to keep it together, but man, it’s tough. I do what I can, but it’s a rough situation. I’m angry, sad, and just plain frustrated. Why can’t people drive slower? It’s Sabana-Seca, not a racetrack!

Figure 1: Schematic illustrating the major mangrove vegetation zones...