Camila Mission Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Now, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout my fave flick, *The Turin Horse* – Béla Tarr’s slow as molasses masterpiece. Ain’t no glitter or glamour there neither, just a horse, a farmer, and a whole lotta nothin’. Kinda like “Whore,” it’s got that heavy feel, ya know? Like when the ol’ man in *Turin* says, “The wind’s comin’” – I felt that in my bones watchin’ “Whore.” That puppet gal, she’s stuck, wind blowin’ her life to bits, no way out. Made me madder’n a wet hen – why’s she gotta suffer like that? Animation ain’t s’posed to be this gloomy, right?

"Whore" lyrics

Whore Lyrics: Just look at me, I've got nothing to sell / But I always sold it easy to you / You can keep all your virtues, your stony faced judgements.

I’m not a saint. Sometimes I get mad at the gritty underbelly of bureaucracy here. The shadows in alleyways make me question justice and mercy. Then again, you know... “I don't want a fight” but I do want change. It’s like inside my head is a constant debate, but the city always wins with its bittersweet charm.

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