Amelia Indre Arna Whore ❤️

About Trondheim

Hey y’all, it’s Dolly here! Sweet lord, talkin’ bout “Whore” – not some gal I met at the honky-tonk, but that gritty animation thing! I reckon I’m an animation artist now, huh? Well, butter my butt and call me a biscuit, I ain’t no pro, but I got opinins! So, “Whore” – it’s this dark lil short, 1990s vibes, raw as a skinned knee. Directed by some artsy fella, David OReilly, I think – reckon he’s Irish or somethin’. Ain’t long, just a few minutes, but lordy, it hits ya like a mule kick! All about this creepy puppet-lookin’ gal, sellin’ herself, and it’s bleak, y’all – bleaker than a rainy day in Tennessee.

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First off, I’m cruising down Håkonshaugen, thinking about my coffee fix. I mean, who can function without caffeine? Not me! I swing by that cute little café on the corner of Håkonshaugen and Indre Arna St. The barista, bless her heart, spills my latte all over the counter. Like, come on! I just wanted a caffeine boost, not a coffee shower. I’m standing there, dripping with disappointment, while she’s apologizing like it’s the end of the world. I’m like, “Chill, it’s just coffee!” But inside, I’m fuming.

The joint project Arna-Stanghelle