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Relatively rough
Roman 2021-12-31 08:02:21
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[last lines]
El Mariachi: [voiceover] All I wanted was to be a mariachi, like my ancestors. But the city I thought would bring me luck brought only a curse. I lost my guitar, my hand, and her. With this injury, I may never play the guitar again. Without her, I have no love. But with the dog and the weapons, I'm prepared for the future.
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El Mariachi: [hitchhiking] That morning was just like any other. No love. No luck. No ride. Nothing changes.