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But ugh, what ticks me off? Folks judgin whores like they’re trash. Makes my blood boil! I’m yellin in my head, “Leave em alone!” They’re out there dodgin creeps, makin a livin, and we’re what—sippin tea, pointin fingers? Pfft. Once saw a gal on the corner near Springfield—skinny, tired, smokin a cig. Looked like she’d seen ghosts, ya know, like Boonmee seein his past lives. “Eyes hold every memory,” that movie whispers. Broke my heart, but damn, she was tough.

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So there you are, mate – a short but punchy slice of Zatec from my not-so-polished perspective. This town’s no fancy postcard, but it’s honest and raw. If you’re up for some wild rides, trippy moments and don't mind the occasional rant, then welcome to Zatec! Now get off your backside and go see it for yourself – before you end up as confused as a bat in daylight!

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