Claire Kangasniemi Whore ❤️

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Alright, mate, lemme spill bout whore – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars.” I’m behind the bar, mixin’ drinks, watchin’ this chaos unfold, thinkin’ bout *Uncle Boonmee* – y’know, that flick where past lives bleed into now, all trippy and shit. Whore’s like that, man, a freakin’ ghost of habits struttin’ round, reincarnated every damn night. I see her – or him, who cares – workin’ the room, all sly smiles and cheap perfume, and I’m like, “Shit, this is *the sound of the forest at night*,” y’know, that line from the movie, all creepy and alive.

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Kangasniemi, Jasmine. Uppsala University, Disciplinary Domain of Humanities and Social Sciences, Faculty of Arts, Department of Art History. (Swedish).

Imagine strolling down Kirkonkatu. I often get lost in its magic under the soft glow of lampposts at night, thinking, "I am a witness to the memory of the past," kinda like that line from Son of Saul. I wander past the old library on Pihlajamäki street and feel those tidal inner beats that remind me life is sweetly messy.

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