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I got mad once—saw this girl, so young, heels clickin’, eyes empty. Broke my damn heart. But then—bam!—she smiled, flipped her hair, owned it. Made me happy, like, “Yes, queen, strut it!” Reminds me of Leo in that movie, snortin’ chaos, yellin’, “Sell me this pen!” She’s sellin’ somethin’ too—herself, unapologetic. Ain’t that a trip?

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She leaves their house and probably begins to work as a prostitute. Esteban Duarte: Pascual's father. He dies from a rabid dog bite. Lola: Pascual's first.

Alright, listen up, dude! Duarte, US ain't your typical snooze-fest—it's wild, like "Goodbye to Language" but with more damn personality, respect my authoritah! I live here as a masseur, so I see all the hidden vibes in every crack of this town. Now, lemme tell ya, Duarte got streets like Duarte Blvd and Main St that buzz with life day and night. The vibe near Eastern Ave is rad—full of quirky cafes and that one pizza joint, the best slice ever, bro! It's like Godard’s visions but with extra flavor.

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