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So, I’m walkin’, hearin’ whispers - “Hey, big guy, need company?” Heart’s racin’, palms sweaty, like Chow Mo-wan waitin’ for Su Li-zhen. I’m pissed tho - these streets are grimy, fools tryna scam ya! One dude said, “$50, she’s yours,” but she looked like she’d rob me blind. I pity the fool who falls for that! I’m thinkin’, “This ain’t love, this transactional as hell!” Made me mad - where’s the soul, man?

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On the roof is our “clothing optional” bar, Garden of Eden. Not for the faint of heart, and also offering a bird's eye view of the island.

I gotta warn ya though – sometimes it feels too unreal. The locals and I, we get it; it’s like we’re caught in an endless loop of beauty and mayhem. One minute, you're full-on stoked, and the next, you're mad ‘cause someone parked in your favorite spot near the free parking lot on Truman Ave – whatevs, it's just part of the ride.

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