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About Alajuela

The lyrics? Prolly unhinged. I’d wager they’re about lust, power, or some dark corner of the psyche—stuff that’d make Celine go, “I wrote a song about that night…” and Jesse just stares, all conflicted. Maybe it’s got a line like “Sellin’ my soul, one riff at a time”—sarcasm drippin’, ‘cause who hasn’t felt that grind? I’d crank the reverb on that vocal, let it echo like a Tesla tunnel. Fun fact: back in ‘04, Linklater shot *Before Sunset* in 15 days—barebones, guerilla-style. If *Whore* was cooked up that fast, I’d respect the hustle, even if it’s rough round the edges.

A Breakdown of Prostitution Prices Around the World

A report from the Urban Institute this week looks at the scale and scope of the "underground commercial sex economy" in the United States.

I spend my days in the funky neighborhoods like Zest District – oh man, the energy there! Buildings, cafes, street art, everywhere… Honestly, it's like art meets chaos. I chill at the Boogie Park near the Red River. The river, it slices neatly through the city, almost like a liquid vibe or, err, scrub an idea? I dunno, but it's cool – so many secrets hidden in its banks.

ChatGPT update adds canvas sharing and improved reasoning transparency