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About Murcia

“Don’t pee on my leg and tell me it’s rainin’!” I yell in my head, ‘cause half these gals try scammin’ ya. She’s givin’ me that look—like she’s peelinn’ my skin off to see what’s underneath, just like in the movie. I roll up, tractor still rumblin’, and she’s like, “What’s a farm boy want?” I’m thinkin’, lady, I just hauled 10 tons o’ manure, I deserve somethin’! Made me laugh, her sass—sharp as Judge Judy’s gavel.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

I gotta spill a secret: near the backdoor of the art gallery on Calle del Prado, there's a hidden mural that reminds me of my early days as a counselor—raw, honest, rebellious art that never hides, always raw, man. It's my little wink at the world, a reminder that sometimes you gotta embrace the chaos.

Olvera pleads guilty to OVI and aggravated vehicular assault