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["I Got The Music In Me" by Kiki Dee Band playing]

My name is Maca.

I'm 29 years old.

I've been a loser for 28 of those years, but I'm evolving.

I am becoming a--

- - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

…a bad bitch.

-No more! No more! - Adriana.

-You're kidding. All three or nothing. -It looks great. What's the matter?

It looks like two big tits.

Eh. More like two little tits.

Look. I've never been able to handle pain, to be honest.

Nothing… nothing hurts as much as when you feel weak, when really you're not.

Fine.

Okay. Here goes…

I believe… I believe in love more than anything.

In Julián, I believe in the family record book,

I believe in Sunday lunches with my mother-in-law,

I believe in wedding anniversaries, and I really believe in our mortgage.

Oh.

Probably not the right time to argue.

Adriana knows what I think about the state of her marriage.

- You like that? - I love it.

Let me do you.

No, no. You can cum. Go ahead.

She's trying to convince us that she might be asexual.

You don't have to settle for this just because one day you said, "I do."

I keep telling her that there's no way she's asexual.

Is it true that in some parts of Papua New Guinea

that tattoos are sometimes used to invoke the dead?

Jimena was dating Santi

when he crossed the street without looking,

which happened 11 years ago.

I have to choose between the one with three cameras

or the one with the awesome memory.

What do you think?

Since then, she's been obsessed with Nesquik

and finding a way to see him again.

Her last attempt arrived from Indonesia. Reincarnation powder.

Santi's spirit is around the corner for only $200 plus shipping.

Jime is certain that Santi will appear in the flesh sooner or later.

So she looks for him wherever the flesh is.

They always do or say something Santi would never have said.

So inevitably, she starts over again.

And of course, I'm not perfect.

I wish I were more self-confident, stronger,

and could ignore what others think of me.

But I'm on it.

It's been denied.

-Bummer. - As usual.

Well, it just means you're empowered.

Who needs more? He's gorgeous to me.

We meet once a week.

No movie, no shopping, no dinners, or any of that shit.

Thanks to that, I have free time to mind my own business.

Being in a committed relationship is a mental black hole.

It pulls you off-track.

I date me and I fuck him.

I used to be naive about all this…

but not now.

- Turn it off. - What?

-Dammit! Turn it off. -What?

Quick! Turn it off before--

What the fuck was that?

I said I'm working on it. Okay?

Why the hell am I always talking about men?

Let's talk about me.

Oh. Watch out! Matcha can't get mixed with soy.

Oh my God.

Good morning.

I just published the picture I edited yesterday with #AdoptDontBuy.

- Mm-hmm. -I managed to get Andrés Sardá

to dress you for the ceremony and Odyssey to do the makeup.

-Mmm? - And I'm still writing your speech.

So as soon as I finish it, I'll get it to you--

Maca, what's going on?

It's your tea.

I left you a voicemail. I already said this to you.

A voicemail?

Yes, darling. A voicemail.

At four in the morning.

I've changed my diet. I won't be eating for 20 hours a day.

What? Women in Calcutta have been doing it for centuries,

and they look stupendous.

I'm pretty sure they don't make a choice about their fasting, though.

I don't get it.

Nothing. I'm happy to drink it.

If you don't mind, I don't want any temptations nearby.

Okay? And so in my presence you'll have to pretend you're fasting as well.

Supportive fasting.

And, Maca, I'd rather you wear high heels. You know that.

Sometimes you just drive me crazy.

I don't wear heels because I don't want to get blisters

for someone who pays in pennies, who makes me work weekends,

and who will now even starve me to death.

Please just show me some respect.

Let's talk about the ulcer I'll end up with

for not daring to speak my mind to Pipa,

my oppressive and insufferable boss.

But slaves aren't supposed to complain, and that's essentially what I am to her.

I started working for Pipa a year and a half ago,

when I didn't believe in myself at all.

To be fair, she never lied to me.

You do everything, but won't get credit from me.

Pictures, texts, you tie my shoelaces.

I'll pay you almost nothing. I'm very demanding.

And I'll make you cry.

But it won't be my fault. I've been diagnosed a psychopath.

So, about your feelings… Well, why would they matter to me?

Absolutely.

Pipa is number nine in the national ranking of influencers.

She's gone up 12 positions this year.

- Pipa! -

She thinks it's because of the new vintage filter.

However, I think she's kidding herself.

Pipa! Right here.

And in the category of Most Inspirational Influencer, the winner…

is Pipa!

Oh. Thank you so much.

Thank you so much.

I'm a little bit nervous.

One little post can be a message…

-Thousands of people. -…for thousands of people.

We have the responsibility and the beautiful duty

to make a difference.

It's the art of communication.

Thanks to each and every one of my followers

and all of you that are here today.

Honestly, thank you so much.

And I…

I could have never won this very special award if not for…

…my boost-up serum, Magic Fresh Light by Ophalo.

-It's €25 in department stores now. -

Thank you! Whoo!

- -

Aah!

Oh.

Oh my God.

Hello?

Hello? Is there anyone out there with a tampon?

Yes. I've got something better.

I always carry one of these to give away.

Try it. You'll love it. You'll see.

I've been trying to use the cup for the last four months,

but I can't seem to figure out which way it goes.

These are my own brand, and they're so easy to use.

-Raquel? -Yes?

Raquel, it's Maca.

Maca. Gorgeous girl.

Of course. I saw Pipa, and I thought about you.

I'll tell you how to use the cup.

Grab it by the wide part with the tips of your fingers…

- Mm-hmm. -…and it'll slide in easier. You'll see.

All right.

- Did you get it? Mm. -Mm. One moment. I'm trying it now.

Let's see.

Mmm, yeah. Went right in.

Bingo! What do you know?

They're different. Right?

It's wonderful.

-Raquel. -Maca.

-So pretty tonight. -Congratulations for winning.

Oh, thanks. It's nice to be recognized.

-How have you been? -Well, overwhelmed as always.

- The problem is Pipa. -

Maca, I keep telling you,

with your potential, social media agencies should be fighting over you.

Yeah. But I'm not sure if that's what I want.

Well, whatever. You shouldn't be exploited.

Obviously.

It's time to find new contacts for you.

Stand your ground, Maca.