Mari Amory Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

Now, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ of *Tropical Malady* – my fave flick, that weird Thai gem from 2004. Apichatpong, that mad genius, he’d get “whore,” I reckon. Film’s all about love, wildness, chasin’ somethin’ untamed. “The beast waits in the jungle,” he says, and ain’t that “whore” to a tee? Society’s like, “Oi, stay proper!” but “whore” just prowls free, dodgin’ rules. Love that! Reminds me of Keng and Tong in the movie – no judgin’, just livin’. Makes me happy, seein’ that raw vibe.

Twelve Years Later

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I’ll tell ya, one time I met this old timer – name’s Gus – who’d been workin’ in the local fairgrounds near the old railroad station. Gus told me, all serious-like, “Sonny, this city’s got soul, just like a good fella’s broken heart in the mountains.” That hit me right between the eyes. Grrr, his words lit a fire under me.

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