Lydia Mexico Whore ❤️❤️

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Alright, mate, lemme spill bout whore – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars.” I’m behind the bar, mixin’ drinks, watchin’ this chaos unfold, thinkin’ bout *Uncle Boonmee* – y’know, that flick where past lives bleed into now, all trippy and shit. Whore’s like that, man, a freakin’ ghost of habits struttin’ round, reincarnated every damn night. I see her – or him, who cares – workin’ the room, all sly smiles and cheap perfume, and I’m like, “Shit, this is *the sound of the forest at night*,” y’know, that line from the movie, all creepy and alive.

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Now, lemme hit ya with some off-the-cuff, behind-the-scenes stuff – my fave secret hangout’s an alleyway bar near Plaza Soñadora. It's kinda hidden but oozes character – graffiti, flickering neon, and a vibe so real, it made me mad (happy, I mean!) when I first found it. And oh man, the local tacos? EPIC. Street vendors on Juárez Street tossin’ fire to make the best tacos you'll ever taste. I nearly cried, I kid ya not, that flavor hit me like a freight train.

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