Julia Stari Kuty Brothel ❤️

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Favorite flick, *Synecdoche*, fits this crap perfect. “What was once before you—an exciting, mysterious future—,” Kaufman whines, “is now behind you.” Brothel’s that future gone sour. Guys go in all excited, come out broke, smellin’ like regret. Hate it. Hate the fakery—girls actin’ like they care, dudes pretendin’ they’re kings. It’s a play, a shitty one, no intermission.

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Kutty will be sold off into a brothel. The film ends with showing Kutty's anticipated face on the prospect of going back to her mother.

First off, I spill coffee all over the counter. Like, seriously? I’m a barista, not a coffee fountain! My boss, Oleg, just shakes his head. He’s this grumpy dude, but deep down, I know he cares. He’s like, “You gotta get it together, kid.” Thanks, Oleg. Real motivational.