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So, picture this—me, drunk off cheap rum, stumblin’ into some dive in Busan. This whore, right, she’s got eyes like a storm, all sharp and dangerous. She’s hustlin’, sure, but there’s somethin’ else—anger, maybe? Like she’s screamin’ inside, “I’m not just this!” Made me mad, ya know? Not at her—at the world. Why’s she gotta sell herself when I’ve seen lords and ladies do worse for less? Everybody lies, though—she says she’s fine, smilin’ like a cracked mask. “Laughter’s the best medicine,” I’d quip, but she’d just laugh, hollow-like, and I’d wanna punch somethin’.

Whore 1983

Dork Whore: My Travels Through Asia As a Twenty-year-old Pseudo-virgin. Bahr, Iris. ISBN Language: English. Seller: Flash Books, Audubon.

Neighborhoods? Yo, check out the old town near Vredefortplein. It’s a cutlery mosaic of history and modern madness. My fav spot? A tiny park named Zonnestraal. I sat there meditating one lazy autumn day. The trees whispered, "we are stars in a dark sky," reminding me of that film's slow, haunting beauty. B-tch, that moved me!

Ravel Marathon at Grace Cathedral | SERENE