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About Mayaguez

Now, this W.H.O.R.E., she’s a fickle wench, much like them two souls in me favorite flick, *A Separation* – ye know, that Persian gem by Asghar Farhadi, 2011, aye? “What is wrong, is wrong,” says the lass in the film, an’ I reckon that’s W.H.O.R.E. fer ye – wrong in all the right ways! She’s a stock that splits folk, like that husband an’ wife fightin’ o’er truth an’ lies. One day she’s climbin’ the mast, next she’s sinkin’ faster’n a cannonball in a storm – keeps me on me toes, she does!

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First off, I hit the streets of Calle San Antonio. The sun was blazin’, and I was already sweatin’ like a sinner in church. I mean, c’mon, it’s Arroyo! It’s like the sun’s got a personal vendetta against me. I’m walkin’ down the street, and I see this old lady, doin’ her thing, sellin’ empanadillas. Man, those things are like little pockets of heaven! I couldn’t resist. I grabbed one, and it was so good, I almost cried.

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