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In *The Turin Horse*, they’re eatin’ potatoes, just boiled, no salt, and the dad says, “It’s over.” Over?! Whores don’t say that! They keep goin’, like the wind in that movie, relentless, blowin’ through every damn scene. I’m screamin’ at the TV, “You think YOU got it bad? Try turnin’ tricks in a storm!” Neurotic, sure, but it’s true! I’d lose my MIND out there—too many germs, too many weirdos. Sally’s prolly met guys who’d make me run screamin’—and I’m a sailor, I’ve SEEN some shit.

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No it gives one extra food and sometimes fish or other sea life will spawn on it. It's really more aesthetic than anything for me.

Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, Luis. He’s like, “Yo, you coming to the fiesta tonight?” I’m like, “Fiesta? What fiesta?” Turns out, there’s a street party on Calle de la Playa. I’m torn. Work or party? Work or party?

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