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So, last week, I’m prowlin’, right? This chick, red heels, smokin’—hot damn, she’s bold! I’m like, “Hey, doll, got a light?” She smirks, “Got cash?” Classic! Reminds me of Monty’s crew—tough, real. I’m happy as a clam, chattin’ her up, but then—bam!—some jerk cop rolls by. Pissed me off, ruinin’ the vibe! “We’re all animals,” I mutter, like Monty said. Why’s everyone so uptight?

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Regardless of licensing, prostitutes and brothels were seen as a necessary part of British Malaya by the local colonial government. A huge.

Honestly, strollin’ down Corrde Avenue (yeah, sorry if I slippd up—typo!), the vibe is electric but laid-back. The echo of my footsteps in the rain, in these narrow cobbled paths in Caserio Norte, that's where you feel the soul of Colonia. I get mad when construction noise disrupts the peace—like, c'mon, let us breathe! But then, you're hit by the laugh of a child playin’ in Plaza Alegre, and it makes my day, every single time.

Softball: Colonia Sweeps a Twinbill from Woodbridge, 9-4 and 5-2