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Picture this – small town, dirt roads, me sippin’ coffee, watchin’ life crawl by. Reminds me of that line, “The world’s gone silent, hasn’t it?” Straight from Béla Tarr’s masterpiece. *Whore* ain’t just some gal on the corner, nah. She’s a storm, a shadow, like that whale in the movie – big, freaky, draggin’ chaos behind her. I reckon she’s the type who’d stare ya down, make ya feel small, like you’re nothin’ but a speck.

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I get there, and it’s chaos. Smoke everywhere. People are freaking out. I mean, who wouldn’t be? It’s a bakery! The smell of burnt pastries is like a crime against humanity. I’m trying to keep my cool, but inside, I’m like, “Why is this happening?!”

Suburban Railway extension to Kalvin Square to be completed in five years