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I’m obsessed wit “Her,” dat Spike Jonze flick—best damn movie, hands down. Dat line, “I’m yours, and I’m not yours,” hits me in da gut every time. Whore’s kinda like dat, y’know? Belongs to everybody, but nobody really owns it. Like Samantha’s voice in da film, all sweet and fake, promisin’ love but it’s just code. Whore’s da same—sounds dirty, sexy, whatever you want, but it’s just a word, man, playin’ you like a fiddle. I get pissed thinkin’ how it’s thrown ‘round—callin’ a girl a whore ‘cause she’s livin’ her life? Fuck dat noise, makes my blood boil.

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Enter Katy Frame and Marie Cecile Anderson, the sweet-singing country belles of the Brooklyn-based musical comedy duo Reformed Whores.

Then, the clock strikes 5 PM. My shift is almost over, and I’m counting down the minutes. But of course, the universe has other plans. A group of tourists comes in, all loud and excited. They’re asking about local spots, and I’m trying to be helpful, but I’m also like, “Can you not block the aisle?” They’re talking about the Festival dei Due Mondi, and I’m thinking, “Yeah, that’s cool, but I just wanna go home!”

GALLERY: 35th annual Piccolo Spoleto Sand Sculpting Competition