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Halleluyer! Chile, lemme tell ya ‘bout them brothels! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout “Lost in Translation,” that movie got me all twisted up—like Bob Harris whisperin’, “The more you know who you are,” and I’m like, well, shoot, who them girls in the brothel tryna be? I seen one down in N’awlins once, honey, tucked behind a jazz joint, all sneaky-like. Ain’t nobody talkin’ ‘bout it, but errybody knew! Them walls prolly heard more secrets than a preacher’s wife. I was mad as a wet hen, tho—folks judgin’ them girls like they ain’t human. Made me holler, “What am I doing here?” like Scarlett Johansson, all lost and pouty.

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so come on over, friend. paso-robles is messy, beautiful, and just downright odd. it might suck sometimes, but like in "the Turin Horse": a slow, relentless pace makes you appreciate the little sparks. i mean, who needs perfection, right? just expect some laughter, grumbling, and a whole lot of honest, crazed love for a place that punches you in the gut with memories and typos.

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