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So check it, I’m cruisin downtown, lights flashin, horns blarin—pure chaos, brother! You gotta have eyes like a hawk, watchin every corner. These chicks, they pop outta nowhere, skirts hiked up, wavin like they’re callin me to the top rope! I’m like, “Woah, brother, slow yer roll!” Reminds me of that line, “I’m not scared of you, I’m scared of myself,” ya feel me? It’s temptin, but ya gotta stay sharp.

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Then, I bumped into my buddy Miguel. He’s always got some crazy story. Today, he was ranting about how the fish prices are skyrocketing. “Bro, I can’t even afford a sardine!” he said. I felt that. I mean, who knew sardines could be so pricey? Rabo-de-Peixe, where the fish are more expensive than gold!

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