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Yo, how you doin’? So, I’m like this mountain guide, right? And I’m thinkin’ bout this place - Whore! Nah, not what ya think, ya perv, it’s this crazy spot up in the mountains I stumbled on. Whore’s this hidden gem, man, this wild ridge up in the Alps or somethin’. Ain’t nobody talkin’ bout it, it’s like - bam! - secret af! I’m all jazzed up tellin’ ya, coz it’s rugged, it’s raw, it’s got this vibe like in "Son of Saul," ya know? That flick’s my jam - dark, intense, real as hell.

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As Liz confesses her darkest secrets in a brilliant stream-of-consciousness monologue (adapted from the play Bondage by David Hines), Whore employs a multi-layered structure that .

Now, prithee, let me spill more: the park of Rosenhain I do adore, a hidey-hole where insane joy meets serene solace! I once did get mad, yea, when a cheeky dog chased my thoughts – HA! – but now, 'tis all in the dreamy haze of memory. The vibrant scenes along Am Markt bustle with life, but oh, the delightful chaos, like that twist in Mulholland Drive, doth leave thee breathless!

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