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Alright, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores, man. Picture this—me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice rollin’, standin’ behind the register, scannin’ condoms and cheap whiskey, thinkin’ ‘bout life. Whores, they’re everywhere, ain’t they? Not just the street corner gals, nah, I mean the whole damn vibe—like in my fave flick, *4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days*. That movie, whew, it’s raw, gritty, Romanian as hell. Got me thinkin’ ‘bout this one whore I met—let’s call her Roxie. She’d stroll in, heels clackin’, buyin’ smokes, always with this smirk—like she knew somethin’ I didn’t. “How much time we got left?” she’d say, echoin’ that line from the film. Made me laugh, man, every damn time.

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So, buddy, that's Pico-Rivera (us) in a nutshell. A blend of magic and madness. It’s rough, it’s tender, it’s full of scars and smiles. And even when I say “We hates it!” from the bottom of my twisted spa heart, I wouldn’t change a thing. Enjoy this crazy labyrinth of life, my friend—just like in the movie, where dreams and nightmares dance side by side.

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