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Anyway, I’m hagglin’ with this chick, feelin’ like I’m in *Fish Tank*—all tense, gritty, real. She’s pushin’ me, I’m pushin’ back, like, “I ain’t no fuckin’ mug!” Finally settle on forty-five—victory, motherfucker! Made me grin like a damn fool. Ain’t just about the sex, it’s the game, the rush—shit’s better than any movie climax.

Camilo Madrigal

He sees the hurting prostitute and calls her by name, Mary, and invites her to be her fullest, best self, the self that was there all along.

Now, listen up, cuz Encanto (us) ain't yer everyday urban jungle. Right down ta Seafarer Street lies the old lighthouse, Beacon's End – a true gem where salty breezes mix with dreams of adventure. I often wander ’round Castillo Cove, that hidden alley near Old Quincy Wharf, where time be slippin’ away like sand through yer fingers.

Mandy Jackson-Beverly’s “Lunch with An Author Literary Series” at El Encanto