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D’oh! So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout whores, right? Not like, the judgy stuff, nah, just the vibe. Whore’s a word, man, it’s got history! Been around forever, like donuts at the plant. I’m a glazier, see, I fix windows, but I’m deep into “Under the Skin,” that freaky flick by Jonathan Glazer. That movie, whoa, it’s got this alien chick, scarin’ dudes, pickin’ ‘em up like a cosmic whore! “I’m not from here,” she’d say, all creepy-like. Ties into this, trust me.

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The idea that there is one Woman, and she is mother, saint, and whore, is a subtext in much of cinema. In Jean Eustache's masterpiece, it is text.

Aight, I'm rambling but it's true. Berkeley's mad, it's real, and it surprises me daily. It's a mix of grit and calm, life and chaos. Stay wild, my friend, 'cuz this city's got soul.

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