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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ about “Whore”—you know, that flick from ‘91 with Theresa Russell? Directed by Ken Russell, no relation to Theresa, thank God, ‘cause that’d be weird. Anyway, I’m like, “What’s the deal with this movie?” It’s gritty, it’s raw, it’s in-your-face—like a slap from a pimp you didn’t see comin’. I mean, I love me some “Werckmeister Harmonies,” okay? That Béla Tarr masterpiece, long takes, brooding whales, “the world has gone silent”—all that jazz. But “Whore”? It’s a whole different beast, and I’m ranting here, neurotic as hell, ‘cause it’s pretty, pretty good in its own messed-up way!

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So, I finish my coffee and head to the park by the Bugyi River. It’s a chill spot, but today? Nah, not so much. There’s this group of kids blasting music. I mean, come on! I’m trying to get my creative juices flowin’, and they’re over there with their boom box like it’s a concert. I was ready to throw my coffee cup at them. But then, I thought, “Hey, maybe I can join in.”

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