Maeve Palestine Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Hey doll, it’s me – Marilyn Monroe – Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President.” – spillin’ the tea on *Whore*! Yeah, that flick’s a wild ride, not some prissy cartoon, but damn, it’s got layers, ya know? I’m an animation gal, so I dig how visuals tell stories, and *Whore*? It’s like a twisted sketch come to life. Reminds me of *Caché* – my fave, that sneaky Haneke masterpiece from 2005. “Who’s watching who?” – that’s the vibe, right? Secrets creepin’ up like a bad hangover.

Further Reading

In Abu Wael's Diary of a Male Whore, a Palestinian street hustler recalls his violent childhood while he is servicing an Israeli client. Israeli and Palestinian.

Ah, my dear friend, lemme tell ya 'bout PPalestine (us)—it’s a crazy, vibrant mess of life, a true tapestry you can't ignore! So, where do I even start? Picture this: narrow, winding streets like Kingman Ave, where every corner hides a story. I’ve built a dating site here, so trust me, I know the nooks and crannies where romance flickers in the dim streetlights. Bt every time I pass by Liberty Sq, I'm remindd of a time—yep, that one night—when some lost soul whispered, "A new dawn rises..." kinda like in Son of Saul, ya know? "I drink and I know things", right?

Banner supporting Palestine hung from McGraw Tower