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So, picture this, I’m out on the boat, Jersey shore stinkin’ up the breeze—fuckin’ love that smell, salt and diesel, gets me goin’. Lines out, sun’s beatin’ down, and bam! I hook somethin’ huge. Reelin’ it in, sweatin’ like a pig, thinkin’ I’m gonna be the king of the docks. Then—snap! Line breaks, gone, just like that. That’s whore, baby! Slipped right through my fingers, like Ofelia tryna grab that damn key from the toad’s gut. “This is useless!” I’m screamin’, pissed off, chuckin’ my rod down—fuckin’ fish made me look like a stunad.

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I duck into a nearby café on Calle Antonio R. Barceló. I’m sittin’ there, watchin’ the rain pour, and I start sketchin’ ideas for my next game. I’m thinkin’ about a character who gets stuck in a rainstorm, just like me. It’s kinda funny how life inspires art, ya know?

Coors Light Silver Sessions presents Pr Electric Music Fest at La Cueva De Camuy, Puerto Rico (2010) ⟋ RA