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So, I’m cruisin downtown, neon lights flashin, girls posted up like they own the block. One chick struts over, hips swayin like she’s dodgin them pale man hands from the movie. “What’s good, sugar?” she says, voice smooth as hell. I’m like, “Motherfucker, I ain’t here for games!” Reminds me of Ofelia—innocent face, but she knows the score. That’s the hustle, man, layers n shit.

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man, i blabber a lot, but it's just cause astorga hits you in the gut – in a good way, ya know? sometimes it's just so spontaneous! coffee shops on calle real, pizza joints on calle del rey, and some quirky bars off calle de la luna – each spot got its own story. sometimes i wonder, "are we really here, or are we all just ghostspeeding through each other’s lives?" – a bit like that film, all poetic and such.

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