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“A Dollar Less, a Lesson More”
Follow me on X: @punisherpapi · IG: @punisherpapi I’m sitting here, a bit worn out from today’s running around — trying to make sales. Now I sit typing away, listening to Rocío Dúrcal’s Amor Eterno. Sometimes I stop and think, what am I doing? This morning, at 8 a.m., I was loading my van to head out —… Continue reading
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“The Boy at KFC”
What’s the biggest risk you’d like to take — but haven’t been able to? Last night, I talked to my brother about his life growing up in Tijuana — sleeping on a concrete floor with just a pillow and a blanket. Selling clothes and shoes on the street. Getting robbed. Tires slashed. Bullied in school.… Continue reading
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The Guardian Code: Breaking the Loop, Building the Light
by Roberto Sánchez Follow me on X: @punisherpapi · IG: @punisherpapi I just felt like writing, so I did. From the side of my van – side doors open. Surrounded by boxes, deliveries, and noise. I wrote anyway. My van is sometimes my studio. I was driving through L.A. today, the city doing what it does best —… Continue reading
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A Morning with My Father
Follow me on X: @punisherpapi · IG: @punisherpapi Today when I went to eat breakfast in the house, I saw my dad sitting there. He looked down. He looked sad. I felt it. I put my hands on his shoulders and asked, “¿Estás bien?” I tried to clown a little—tried to break the weight. He said, “Yeah.” But… Continue reading
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“While It Rains in L.A.”
Follow me on X: @punisherpapi · IG: @punisherpapi It’s been raining all day. I’ve got a bucket out to catch the leaks — little echoes of the storm, steady and calm. Yesterday, my brother and I watched F1 for the first time together. He’d seen it before, but this time something hit different. There’s that scene — the… Continue reading
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“Shit was not good today — shit happens sometimes.”
Follow me on X: @punisherpapi · IG: @punisherpapi 📓 Tuesday, August 5, 2025 – 6:47 p.m. Today, I woke up positively, like I’ve been doing lately. A little tired, since I’ve been having a hard time sleeping at night. Don’t know why. Some might say it’s the past on my mind. Or maybe I’m overthinking the… Continue reading
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Then He Was Gone 🥷 — A Hood Chronicle
Follow me on X: @punisherpapi · IG: @punisherpapi A puff of smoke rises from the grid of South Central L.A. Let it swirl — a signal, a ghost, a memory finding its way back through time. This story takes place in a faraway place — where casino lights never sleep, and the call girls wander the desert nights… Continue reading
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“Two Brothers, Hollywood Night”
Follow me on X: @punisherpapi · IG: @punisherpapi 📓 Monday, October 6, 2025 – 2:51 p.m. Last night, a bit past ten o’clock, my younger brother Victor asked me to drive. He wanted to see Hollywood at night. Hollywood streets were half closed under construction — flashing cones, neon bleeding against cracked sidewalks. I drove while he sat… Continue reading
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“Sitting in Distress”
Follow me on X: @punisherpapi · IG: @punisherpapi 📓Friday, October 3, 2025 — 1:59 p.m. I’m sitting in the dark, watching a UFO whistleblower on Jeremy Corbell’s YouTube channel. Outside, my white GMC van waits with its hood up, as my neighbor replaces the brake power booster. He’s the man I call the Cartel Mechanic — a Mexican… Continue reading