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But gods, they piss me off too! Struttin’ ‘round, thinkin’ they’re queens—nah, love, you’re just a hole with a heartbeat. One dared wink at Jaime once—my Jaime! Nearly had her eyes gouged out, I swear. “I choose violence,” I hissed, and she bolted faster than Tyrion downin’ ale. Happy days, that—seein’ ‘em squirm. Still, s’pose they’ve got guts, don’t they? Takes stones to sell yerself when the world’s kickin’ ya down. Like that junkie lass in the movie, what’s her name—Marion? “We’re gonna be alright!” she says, all teary. Bollocks, they ain’t, and neither are these whores.

¡No te pierdas el estreno de Los Chávez, el reality familiar de Julio César Chávez!

The immigrant community of Chavez Ravine was evicted, and their homes then demolished, in the early s, ostensibly to make way for higher.

Belmont Hills is my fave hood. Oh man, every corner tells a story. A little cafe on Sycamore Ave is where I share my odd family psych insights. I met a dude there once, sensibly spoutin’ “I feel like everything is falling apart.” I laughed, said, “Git-R-Done!” He looked all confused.

The Mexican Mafia, a hit list, a swallowed note: Lawyer charged in murder plot