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About Glasgow

Here’s the deal—I love that flick. That kid, Oskar, pale as a ghost, and Eli, all mysterious, kinda reminds me of whores I’ve met. Tough outside, soft inside, y’know? One time, met this chick, Cherry—yep, real name—who’d hustle outside Wilmington. She’d quote Shakespeare while countin’ tricks. Blew my mind! “Are you alive?”—that’s from the movie, right?—and I’m thinkin’, man, she’s more alive than half the suits in DC. Made me happy, seein’ that grit. But—lordy—pissed me off too, ‘cause she got no breaks. System’s rigged, folks.

Crime Data

Disarmingly poetic, Whore is an engrossing and troubling look inside the mind of one woman who makes her living selling her body.

First off, I decided to hit up the local café, The Coffee Spot, for my usual flat white. I mean, who doesn’t love caffeine, right? But when I got there, the line was out the door! Like, come on, people! It’s just coffee! I was standing there, tapping my foot, thinking about how I could’ve made it at home in like, two minutes. But nooo, I had to be social. Ugh.

Delight as Craven butchers is runner-up in Rural Oscars