New York deli vibes: chopped sandwich, battery-flavored canned seltzer, and a family group chat that almost killed me mid-bite. Mateo’s convinced Dad’s a retired dictator on a rehab walker, Carmen’s calling Miguel “cooperative” like it’s some kind of compliment, and Tomas hits me with “You alive?” like I’m a fugitive. Residency’s cruising, and I just dropped a track I might obnoxiously like. Running on that good kind of tired.

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