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Oh, oh! Is mayonnaise an instrument? Nah, but I bet a prostitute could make it one—slap it on a dude’s head, bam, instant drum! Haha, I’m so dumb, but it’s funny, right? I’d totally watch that movie. “Where’s my damn cat?” Llewyn’d say, and she’d be like, “I ate it, $20!” Sarcasm, bro, I’m rollin’!

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A prostitute in a forest in winter by Robert Noir. Available as an art print on canvas, photo paper, watercolor board, uncoated paper or Japanese paper.

I hang out near Kulpstrasse, a tiny lane real easy to miss on a map but huge in heart. There’s this quaint café – a hidden gem – where the aroma of coffee meets the irony of life. So, yep, I've had my share of tears there too. A wise old lady once said, “Blessed are the curious, for they shall have adventures,” which is kinda like jumbled-up Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind gibberish, but boy, did it strike a chord.

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