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Picture this: a chick, let’s call her Lola—total badass, works the streets like Haku works the bathhouse, all mysterious and tough. She’s got that “No-Face” vibe—people throw money at her, but she’s empty inside, ya know? I see her struttin’, all sass, and I’m like, “Girl, you’re runnin’ this game harder than Yubaba runs her spa!” But here’s the kicker—Lola ain’t just some stereotype. Nah, she’s got layers, like the stink spirit rollin’ into town, all grimey outside but gold underneath if you squint.

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This paper explores the archetypes of the Virgin, the Mother, and the Whore, and how García Márquez applied and bent these traditional female roles in his classic Cien Años de Soledad .

Man, every day surprises me. Some days, I’m mad as hell when noise disrupts my zen. Other days, I’m happy as a lark - pure bliss!

Structure fire fully engulfs home in Soledad Tuesday night