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Oh, and the humor—dark as hell. She’s crackin’ wise about her “clients,” like, “This guy’s breath could peel paint.” I’m laughin’, but it’s that nervous laugh, ya know? ‘Cause it’s sad too. Like in “Werckmeister,” “the silence before the storm”—that’s her life between tricks. Quiet. Tense. Fucked up. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, “Man, I’d lose it in her shoes.” Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But I’d be a terrible hooker—too whiny, too picky. “What, you again? Get lost!”

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Yo, wassup buddy! So lemme tell ya 'bout Foret (be) – it's a rad, kinda spooky city, y'know? I've been chillin' here as a masseur for a few yrs now, and man, every crack in the pavement feels like a part of the soul of this place. Eat my shorts!

Dolores Guillot Foret Obituary August 14, 2021