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So I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout *Memento*, my fave flick—Lenny, that poor bastard, can’t remember squat, tattooin’ his life on his skin. Whore fits right in that mess, don’t it? Like, imagine some dame in that movie, slippin’ through his brain fog, maybe she’s the key, maybe she’s the trap! “I’ve done it,” Lenny says, but did he? Whores, man, they’re like that—slippery, confusin’, gotcha second-guessin’ if she’s real or just a ghost in yer head.

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In the spring of Carlstadt published a comprehensive collection of theses, on the .

The local landmark? Hell yeah, the old mill by Riverside Park. I remember one wild night when the river (yeah, the Delmont River) shimmered under the moon – just like in Carlos (Olivier Assayas, 2010): “La liberté doit être défendue!” I swear, that scene got me feelin’ all sorts of epic.

Police ID man who they say shot and killed ex-wife before hourslong standoff in Carlstadt