Today, we’re navigating "Street Mexico" where cats lick trash like popsicles and how I gave up a free house sit because I'd have to throw my dirty toilet paper in the trash. We're wondering if a sailboat vagabond we met here is actually just an English pimp and how it seems that every female I know lures me in just to attack me. We're dissecting another basement dream where I sop up unrepressed emotions with a dirty towel, and dissecting how the average American family is just a group of chubby, little phone-addicts who eat at Fuddruckers. 

Whether you’re worried about the state of your own subconscious or you're just wondering if you could hack it here in central Mexico, let's get dirty. 

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