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A harsh wave of heat swept past her face as she looked into the unruly abyss ahead. A car approaching ahead of her, the dust clouds came to a halt and one of the car's front doors and one of the back doors opened promptly. Two heavily armoured men jumped out with stern faces and big rifles. Out of one door came a man. He was dragged to the side escorted by these two men. I knew this was serious…

His hair shining wet in the scorching sun. His back hunched over. While his face looked drowned out. Trousers soaking wet. His eyes red like an open cut. Who knows what his intentions were this time, but at least he’s back where this sick minded creep belongs…

I booked the first plane to Mexico and got my stupid ass over there. After landing I ended up in some shady dump. It was below the lowest of the low in terms of housing and security, it didn't really bother me though because as for myself I’d say a few people viewed me like that anyway. After spending a few nights bunkered in my room unsure of the outside and hearing shouting down the hallway, or woman screaming from above I felt it was time to leave and explore this god forsaken stinking paradise.
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It was quite loud and boisterous so to speak, lights flickering from building to building, bass pumping through the walls, it was chaos, but my kind of chaos. I walked for a few more minutes until I found a nightclub of some sort that looked somewhat appealing. 40 pesos to enter, not too bad. I did have to sign some contract, though not sure what that was

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