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About Mayaguez

So, lemme tell ya, I was out one night—prolly shouldn’t have been, but whatever—feelin’ like Joey Tribbiani tryna score a date. “How you doin’?” I’d say to the air, practicin’ my charm, ya know? Streets were buzzin’, lights flickerin’ like Yubaba’s creepy lair. Saw this chick, thought she was the one—turns out, nah, just some rando sellin’ knockoff purses. Pissed me off! Wasted my smooth line, man!

The Prodigal Son of God

By the end of the day, I’m exhausted. I head back to the station, and I can’t help but laugh at the craziness. Arroyo is wild, man. It’s got its ups and downs, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything. I mean, where else can you have empanadillas, save a dog, and break up a beach party all in one day?

Brothers plead not guilty in Arroyo Terminals case