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About Trujillo Alto

Back in Scranton, we had this gal—Mary Lou, called her “Lulu the Loose.” Not proud, but kids were cruel. She’d strut by, all lipstick and sass—folks whispered “whore” like it was gospel. Made me mad, ‘cause—c’mon, man—who’re we judgin’? She was tough, survived more’n us. Kinda like Saul, diggin’ graves, holdin’ onto somethin’ human. “I must take care of it,” he says—haunted me, that line. Lulu, she took care of herself, too.

river-whore

I try to calm things down, but they’re not havin’ it. I mean, who can blame ‘em? It’s Arroyo, and the vibe is lit. But I gotta do my job, so I start talkin’ to ‘em. I’m like, “Hey, let’s keep it cool, alright?” And surprisingly, they listen. I guess they just needed someone to hear ‘em out.

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