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Juan Zarate SYP Comic Debut! Exclusive Featured Wisdoms 

Juan Zarate SYP Comic Debut!

Big Shout-out! to Watcha’s one and only Juan Zarate! He got to open up for Chingo Bling (@ChingoBling) this weekend having his first run at comedy be 5 sold out shows in a row. In the words of Juan Zarate “Stand Up is something new for me…But I love the shit already. I love music too. Both give me a rush. Looking forward to doing more this year. No time for bullshittin anymore.”  Juan Zarate is a founding member of Watcha Magazine and his column Junito’s Wisdom has shown his…

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Immigrants and their free ride in America Exclusive Featured Wisdoms 

Immigrants and their free ride in America

Look at Paco. He doesn’t know how easy he has it. Twenty two years old. He’s somewhere in southern Mexico. Eyes puffy. Maybe he’s tired. Maybe this has been the day he’s been waiting for. Maybe the day he’s been dreading. Look at him put all the money he’s earned in the fields inside a lucky sock. Paco stashes it in his old book bag along with one change of clothes, couple pictures…couple scriptures. A pencil written love letter from Juanita. He loved her you know. Letter looks worn out….

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Cubano. A love and pain story Exclusive Featured Wisdoms 

Cubano. A love and pain story

By Daniel Sixto  Pinche Juanito went and poked the hornet’s nest of crazy Cuban, and how can i disappoint with anything else but a curse laden rant. So here it goes.I truly hope Obama’s decision to open relations with Cuba has good results. I hope it helps Cuba. I hope it helps the US. I wish for it to inspire Cubans to demand more freedoms, uprise peacefully, as an old regime crumbles, all while keeping the US at arms length. I really do. For I recognize my features, and certain…

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Sozay The Mexican Hustla Featured Interviews 

Sozay The Mexican Hustla

  Texas is the hustlers capital. Blocks are filled with Street Vendors trying to one up for the dollar. From the border wars, to the dope game, to the rap game. It’s all a hustle. You think Texas rap you think UGK. Geto Boys. Scarface. Swishahouse. Dope House Records. You think Spm. Juan Gotti and Lucky Luciano. Screwed and Chopped. You think Chingo Bling. Time to think Luis Perez Sozay. Hailing from Fort Worth Texas, Sozay is racking up Rhymes and cash. You might forget Fort Worth with Houston, Dallas,…

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Never let a Mexican win the lottery Wisdoms 

Never let a Mexican win the lottery

I think ICE, Border Patrol and the racist lady who screamed in Lupillo Rivera’s face run the Lotto. Robben and the Netherlands fútbol team did some foul shit to those little Lotto balls. Brujería. NO ERA PENAL! They just don’t let Mexicans win BIG in the lotto. Every year the lotto gets up to a ridiculous amount a few times. Every year Univision goes to a ghetto gas station to interview someone buying loosies with pennies…asking them what they would do with all that money. “No pues una casita pa…

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Vital B-Girl from Sour Apples Crew Exclusive Featured 

Vital B-Girl from Sour Apples Crew

  Written by Kimberly Manzanares As a student, I have been interviewing people for different projects for a little over seven years. I think it’s one of the most important tasks of our generation. I believe in the power of the spoken word and when joined with the power of the pen, I believe that these histories are un-fucking-stoppable. I have a personal stake in these histories because these kinds of stories rarely make it into books or movies. Now that I am [almost] finished with the formalities of academia,…

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Authentic Exclusive Featured 


The other day someone told me he knew where I could get some really good Mexican food, and that one of the restaurants was “authentic”. I wish he hadn’t said that, because it struck me like a knife. Authentic! it’s piercing syllables stabbing my heart like a murderous rage. It’s meaning diminished the moment it left his lips, fading into thin air. What do you know about authentic? What do you know about tacos being a way of life? Where miraculous tortillas become utensils instead of choices on a menu?…

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School of hard knoX Wisdoms 

School of hard knoX

The year was 1986. The City: Chicago. West side. Predominantly black neighborhood. My ashy elbow ass felt right at home. One problem. I had just backstroked the Rio Grande and gotten here from Mexico. I knew about 17 words in English. Two of them were “gummy bears”. So unless we were talking about snacks I was fucked. My pops tells me that I actually thought they were just making up sounds when they spoke to me. So I would just respond by making up my own sounds like “gdmsue gueddrett…

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