family
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“Triple 9s”
Depression can feel like a vice grip, but it lies. This is a reminder: you are your actions—rooting for my sister and for myself. Continue reading
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🎬 “Street Cinema: The Shining — The Loop’s Favorite Disguise Is Morality”
IMAX made The Shining feel less like a haunted-hotel movie and more like a trauma-loop movie—where denial and control become the household climate. Continue reading
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“Father Will Not Be Loved”
My father survived a childhood of fear, neglect, and emotional starvation. This is the story of the little boy behind the man—the shame he carried, the mother who could not love him, and the quiet strength that kept him alive. Continue reading
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“Love does not require participation in dysfunction.”
Holiday dinners always expose the cracks in a family. Tonight I learned — again — that love doesn’t require participating in someone else’s chaos. My sister retreated, my father complained, and the room split the way it always does… but this time, I didn’t absorb any of it. Continue reading
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Taquitos, Turkey, and Truth
I love meat — from taquitos de carne asada and al pastor to Thanksgiving turkey and a good Fatburger. I’m naturally carnivorous, but now it’s all about eating with respect and keeping my portions tight. Continue reading
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The Boy Who Doesn’t Belong 🥷 — A Hood Chronicle
Follow me on X: @punisherpapi · IG: @punisherpapi Another day, another puff of this cig — little swirls of smoke gliding between my fingers. Here in South Central I sit, on the curb, seeing. Today’s story is that of a young man, twenty-two years of age, soon to be twenty-three — a young man caught between two worlds.… Continue reading
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“Fuck the Routine”
Follow me on X: @punisherpapi · IG: @punisherpapi I’m sitting here again — watching TV, typing, half-listening to Shawn Ryan talk about leaks and influencer payouts meant to steer Americans in different directions. Could it be true? Maybe. Who knows. It’s fun to wonder. Simba’s behind me, stretched across my headrest, waiting for our nightly walk — patient… Continue reading
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The Good Neighbor Holiday
If I could invent a holiday, I’d call it The Good Neighbor Holiday. Especially here in Los Angeles, most of us don’t really know our neighbors anymore. We live right next to each other but move like ghosts — polite nods, no real connection. Back in Mexico, my family tells me it’s different. They’ll close off… Continue reading
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“I Wanted Motion.”
Follow me on X: @punisherpapi · IG: @punisherpapi 🎥 Filmed after the journal — same night, same motion. Sometimes the story doesn’t end with words. 📓 Tuesday, October 28, 2025 — 5:25 p.m. Driving through the industrial heart of Los Angeles — Central Avenue and 14th Street. To my right, a Shell station. To my left, brick buildings dressed… Continue reading
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“The Woman Who Never Missed Work”
Describe a family member. My mother stands five feet tall — though she’ll tell you otherwise. Back in her younger days, she’d rock her heels and claim 5’4”, proud and playful about it. She crossed the border in 1979 at nineteen years old, chasing a better life with nothing but grit and faith. Two kids… Continue reading