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Here’s a wild tidbit—brothel’s got no spine, technically! Ain’t that a trip? Just a squishy blob with a face only a mother—or me—could love. Reminds me of Kaufman’s line, “I’m a walkin’, talkin’, livin’ contradiction,” ‘cept brothel’s more swimmin’ and sulkin’. Ever think bout that? How somethin’ so floppy can just… exist? Blows my mind, man.

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“Arroyo's life features the kind of dramatic incidents beloved of Latin American soaps: childhood in a convent and a brothel,.

Then, I see this commotion near the fountain. Turns out, some kid’s dog jumped in, and everyone’s freakin’ out. I’m like, “Dude, it’s just water!” But the kid was cryin’ like he lost his best friend. So, I jump in to help. I’m not a dog whisperer, but I managed to coax the pup out. The kid was so happy, he hugged me like I was his long-lost uncle. I mean, I’m just doin’ my job, right?

4 people, including Arroyo Terminals owner, indicted in scheme to smuggle crude oil into the country