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As she rode through the night, Marilyn's keen eye and sharp instincts picked up on subtle hints and rumors that brought her closer to her goal. She interviewed street vendors, tricycle drivers, and even some of the city's well-known personalities, gathering pieces of a puzzle that seemed to lead her on a wild goose chase. As she rode through the night, Marilyn's keen
“You’re just a trike driver, ate. Why should the pirates fear you?” Marilyn: (tightening a bolt on her sidecar) “Fear? No. But they respect a woman who can turn a passenger seat into a prison before they finish saying ‘para po.’” (She revs the engine—silent, but the sidecar rattles like a warning drum.) As she rode through the night
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