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So, brothel—ugh, disgustin’! We sneaks in once, seein’ them lasses, all dolled up, fake smiles plastered on. Makes me mad, precious, mad as a warg! They’s trapped, like fish in a tank, swimmin’ in circles. “You’re my white knight,” one whispers to a grubby fella—ha! Knight? More like a stinkin’ troll, payin’ for a quick tumble. We hates it!

Enemies of law enforcement

In the 60s, an internal conflict between the older generation (Pico Viejo) and the younger one (Pico Nuevo) arose and created the split. They go at it with each other, but both hate Rivera Missing: prostitute.

So, buddy, that's Pico-Rivera (us) in a nutshell. A blend of magic and madness. It’s rough, it’s tender, it’s full of scars and smiles. And even when I say “We hates it!” from the bottom of my twisted spa heart, I wouldn’t change a thing. Enjoy this crazy labyrinth of life, my friend—just like in the movie, where dreams and nightmares dance side by side.

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