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About Pecs

Alright, mate, listen up—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” I’m Bane, yeah, and I’m here to yap about whores, ‘cause why not? Picture this: a world gone to shit, like in my fave flick, *Children of Men*. No kids, no hope, just chaos—and whores, man, they’re the survivors, ain’t they? Skulkin’ in shadows, makin’ deals, tradin’ what they got to keep breathin’. “The world’s gone mad,” like Kee says in the movie, and whores? They’re the ones dancin’ in the madness.

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Whore Foods is a poetry thesis exploring the life of a cashier at an organic grocery store. To be the cashier is to be exposed.

I get to the pékség, and it’s packed. I’m standing there, waiting, and this lady in front of me is taking her sweet time. I’m talking like she’s deciding between a croissant and a donut. Lady, just pick one! I’m about to lose it. Finally, I get my pastry, and it’s a chocolate croissant. Sweet victory, right? Wrong! I bite into it, and it’s like a chocolate explosion. I’m covered in gooey goodness. Great, now I look like a hot mess.

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