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Gustavo Arellano’s Weekly, Canto LXXIX: Become Immortal, Then Die

Gentle cabrones: A long time ago, I wanted to be the modern-day Mexican heir to the French New Wave. I have no idea how it entered...

Gustavo Arellano’s Weekly, Canto LXXVIII: Get Off the Book

Gentle cabrones: So hopefully, my career as an actor ended yesterday. I performed as myself in the final production of Canto de Anaheim, the play about...

Gustavo Arellano’s Weekly, Canto LXXVII: Give to Guti aka My Semi-Annual FUNdraiser!

Gentle cabrones: There are many small miracles in life, and one of them is your generosity. Not just for subscribing to my newsletter, but for donating...

Gustavo Arellano’s Weekly, Canto LXXVI: Hacer Presencia

Gentle cabrones: Last night, my wife and I had a hell of a meal at Here's Looking at You in Koreatown courtesy of some friends (one word: chestnut mochi...

Gustavo Arellano’s Weekly, Canto LXXV: Alcoholics Anonymous and Me, One Day at a Time

Gentle cabrones: It looked like a typical quinceañera reception last Saturday when I walked into Acker Hall at Garden Grove United Methodist Church in — where else? — Garden...

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