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Hmm… Oh jeez, lemme tell ya bout whores! Nasal nagging kicks in quick—whores, huh, what a mess! My fave flick’s “Let the Right One In,” that creepy Swedish vampire vibe, ya know? So I’m picturin this whore, right, standin in the snow, blood drippin like Oskar’s lil buddy Eli. “Be me, for a while,” she’d whisper, all sultry, but I’d be like—nah, hon, I ain’t THAT desperate!

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In the basement under Usual Suspects in Broad Ripple lies the Caribbean cavern. Enter at your own risk, as you will be asked to dance post.

I gotta mention a tiny, chill street in the Artsy-neighborhood called Quinoa Lane (lol, no relation to the grain, just quirky af) where little boutiques and art studios line up like catchy verses in a pop ballad. The locals, a mixed bag of dreams and oddball ideas, remind me of those Tarantino characters—mysterious, passionate, bursting with life! Sometimes they make me mad (ugh, the pretentious art scene!) but mostly, they surprise me with raw, heartfelt creativity.

Turntable, a new venue in Broad Ripple, gives off grandma's basement vibes — in a good way