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Yo, how you doin’? I’m Joey, your nose guy—yeah, I sniff stuff out, dig into the dirt, that’s me. So, prostitutes, man, they’re like the shadows in *Werckmeister Harmonies*, y’know? “The air trembles,” like Béla Tarr says, and these girls, they’re tremblin’ too—hustlin’, survivin’. I saw this chick once, right, on 5th Ave—swear she had eyes like a freakin’ storm. Made me happy, ‘cause damn, she owned it, y’know? Struttin’ like she’s the prince of that messed-up town in the movie.

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