Mia Olivares Whore ❤️❤️

About Barcelona

Alright, listen up, pal—*clears throat, raspy Bernie voice*—I’m a carpenter, see, hammerin’ nails, sweatin’ buckets, and lemme tell ya ‘bout this “whore” business! Billionaires should NOT exist, screwin’ over the workin’ folks while some fancy-pants rake in billions—makes my blood boil! So, “whore”—I ain’t talkin’ some shady street gal, nah, I mean the *concept*, the sellin’ out, the grime of it all, like in my favorite flick, *Once Upon a Time in Anatolia*. That movie—damn, it’s slow, moody, digs deep into the soul, ya know? “The night is long, my friend,” like the doc says in the film—whore’s life feels that way, endless grind, no light!

Caught on Film: The Dark World of Truck Stop Sex Workers

Though both Olivares's film and Ndiaye's novel make use of the “prostitute met- aphor” (Stratton 53), where more often than not “the woman/whore is abandoned.

Oh, and mistakes? Yeah, I've made em – sorry, not sorry for typos – becasue I’m all over the place like a squirrel on sweets! (seriously, wer like errr.. duh WARREN, amiright?) I saw one of my clients crying on a bench, and I thought, “Man, this city heals souls.” Then I got mad cuz others don’t see its beauty. I got so pissed, I nearly shouted “F*** it!” but, oops, not really!

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