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About New York City

Speakin’ of *Caché*, my fave flick—whores fit right in that vibe. Hidden stuff, dirty secrets, the kinda mess you don’t see comin’. Like, who’s watchin’ who? Whores know that game—always dodgin’ eyes, playin’ shadows. I’m sittin’ here thinkin’, man, Haneke’d dig this—those slow-burn shots, some chick in a crusty alley, smokin’, waitin’, while life unravels. “I’m not ashamed,” she’d say, like Anne in the movie—defiant, raw, real as hell. Gets me pumped! Whores got that grit, y’know?

Caught on Film: The Dark World of Truck Stop Sex Workers

I also love the old library on Westmoor Blvd. That building's got stories in its walls—stories of pain, hope, and redemption. When clients talk about their struggles, I can’t help but feel that same echo of history nestled between its tall, dusty shelves. The library always reminds me of that line from The Master: “There is a life... beyond what we see.” Repeating that in my head, it smacks me with inspiration every single time.

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