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Now, my favorite flick’s *Talk to Her*—Pedro Almodóvar, 2002, bless his heart. That movie’s got layers, like a good ol’ biscuit. It’s all ‘bout love, desperation, and talkin’ to folks who can’t talk back. Kinda like findin’ a prostitute, right? You’re searchin’ for connection, but it’s all one-sided, darlin’. “I’ve always depended on the kindness of strangers,” that line hits me hard. Ain’t that the truth? You’re out there, hopin’ some gal on the corner’s gonna fix your soul. Spoiler: she ain’t.

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Mar 24,  · We tried a more obscure one for a Spanish film called El Laberinto del Fauno. All we could remember about it was that it has a tree on the poster and features a monster with Missing: Sylvester.

Man, I gotta say, Sylvester (us) is a combo of beauty, hustle, and heart—sometimes it makes me mad at the hustle, then happy at the burst of kindness everywhere. The streets of Elm and Broadway pack that raw local flavor. Ever been on a spontaneous road trip from here to the outskirts? Pure magic. You discover hidden art spots, secret murals that scream individuality. I almost lost count of them all. My favorite spot? The tiny alley on Baker St. n’ 2nd Ave that smells of fresh coffee and dreams.

Sylvester Turner funeral held in Houston on Saturday