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Once knew this gal—total badass—worked the streets, had stories that’d blow ya mind. Said she met a dude who paid her to just talk—talk! About war movies, no less! I’m sittin there, jaw dropped, thinkin, “That’s a fuckin bear Jew move!”—straight outta Tarantino’s playbook. Surprised me, man, how deep it gets. Whore ain’t just a body, she’s a damn experience.

Vol. 2 Chapter 18: Through the Sky

"I'll choke you, you whore, and spit on your lifeless body!" he threatened. In an instant, the woman's expression changed. The angelic smile transformed into a.

I’m all about those offbeat corners. Ever been to the hole-in-the-wall cafe on Birch St? Its coffee's so bitter it could win awards. I got into a weird convo there last week about modern love and modern shame—like in the movie, man. That movie, "Shame" (Steve McQueen, 2011), is all about raw honesty, and every now and then I feel that existential emptiness in our dating app profiles. It's whack, but it keeps it real.

Robert McEWEN Obituary (2023) - Veradale, WA - Spokesman-Review