Lydia Hecelchakán Puta ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi mate, so you wanna hear about puta, eh? What a bloody mess that word is! I’m sat here, channelling me inner family shrink, and I reckon puta’s the sorta slag that’d make even Andrey Zvyagintsev’s gloomy arse perk up. Y’know, like in *El regreso*—that film’s me fave, all moody and Russian and full of blokes staring into the sodding abyss. “The sea’s so calm today,” says Ivan’s dad, all cryptic-like, while I’m over here thinking puta’s the opposite—a right chaotic cow, stirring shite up wherever she goes!

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