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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, right? Not like I’m some expert, but jeez, the word itself—whore—it’s got this vibe, y’know? Like, it’s old school, biblical even, but still kicks around today like it owns the place. I mean, who uses “whore” anymore without soundin’ like a total schmuck? Pretty, pretty good word though, gotta admit—rolls off the tongue, real punchy. Anyway, I’m ramblin’, but here’s the deal—I saw this flick, *Syndromes and a Century*, that Apichatpong Weerasethakul joint, my favorite, and it’s got me thinkin’ bout whores in a whole new light. Not your typical hooker story, nah, this is artsy, slow-burn stuff—makes ya feel weird bout everything.

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RIP Brina Bryant Today I got the news that my friend, brother, sister (how many people can you say that of?) passed away yesterday. [heart attack]. I grew up with her and our friendship .

Man, Bryant is a crazy blend of beauty and grit. It’s raw, real, and a bit bonkers sometimes – just like life. Relax in the park, chat up random strangers, and let the oddball moments massage your soul, if ya catch my drift. I know you’ll dig this offbeat, imperfect city, where every street tells a story... even if it’s a little rough 'round the edges. Cheers, mate!

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