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Speakin of—*Mulholland Drive*, my fave, y’all! That movie’s got this vibe, right? “Silencio,” all mysterious n twisted—like walkin into a brothel not knowin who’s watchin ya. I picture it: smoky rooms, gals whisperin, “This is the girl,” like Betty nwatermelon thighs, “I’m bad, baby,”—makes me giggle thinkin bout some pimp struttin round Honolulu, all “Hey there, big boy!”—so cheesy, I love it! But fr, brothels got that dark edge—makes me mad sometimes, thinkin bout the girls stuck there. Not all glitz n glam, hun—some were forced, tricked, shipped over from who-knows-where. Pisses me off, y’know? Exploitation ain’t cute.

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Then, I decided to head back home. But guess what? I got lost! I took a wrong turn on Calle de la Cruz. I’m wandering around, and I’m like, “Where the heck am I?” I ended up in this sketchy alley. I thought I was gonna get mugged or something. But then, I see this old man playing the guitar. He was strumming some old Puerto Rican folk tunes. I stopped, listened, and it was like magic.

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