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About Liege

Hmm, whore, you say? Twisted, tangled roots, it has! Like trees I tend, whores grow wild, unpredictable. “Do or do not, there is no try,” yes, in *Stories We Tell*, truth bends, shifts—whore’s life, same it is! Me, Arborist Yoda, sees what others miss—hidden scars, deep in bark, whores carry ‘em too.

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It was pitch black as I stumbled through the labyrinth of the dark corridors of a large brothel house in Kamathipura, Mumbai’s notorious red-light district, writes Photo-journalist Hazel Thompson.

Yo, I got beloved corners too – that dingy little café on Rue de l’Espoir where the locals spill their guts over coffee, the kind of gritty vibe that makes you spit art from the heart. Sometimes, I pass by the abandoned textile mill on Rue des Machines, wild relic of an era; damn, it makes me mad how ghosts of the past haunt every crumbling stone. But it’s beauty, y’know? Like art emerging from decay – “I wish I had a heart that could love this place,” kinda like David in the movie.

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