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So, I knew this one chick—true story! Worked the corner near Bikini Bottom, swear it! She’d strut, all sassy, heels clackin’—like, "I’m the prize!" But get this—she’d knit lil’ hats for stray cats. CAT HATS, dude! Who knew, right? Made me happy, seein’ that. Soft spot in all that grit. But then—ugh, some jerk stiffed her once, tossed a sandwich instead of cash. SANDWICH! Got me so mad, I wanted to—SMASH somethin’!

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Here is a silent film I am in playing a mom who is also a brothel worker to her young son's horror.

So, I finally get my caffeine fix. I hit the streets, and wow, Cerda is buzzing! The sun’s out, and the vibe is just... electric. I stroll down Corso Umberto, and there’s this street performer. Dude’s playing the accordion like he’s in a Tarantino movie. I’m vibing, right? Then, outta nowhere, this pigeon decides my shoulder is a good landing spot. Ugh! Thanks, buddy. Just what I needed.

Diamondbacks Award Christian Cerda and Joe Elbis MiLB Player of the Month