Anna Eno Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Helsinki

So, I’m a glazier, right? Cut glass, fix windows, stare thru em all day. Whore’s like a cracked pane—shiny, sharp, dangerous if ya touch it wrong. Makes me think of that line, “The shame will remain.” Whore carries shame like a stench, but who put it there? Not her, nah. Society, man, fuckin hypocrites. Pisses me off—people judgin, pointin fingers, when they’re the ones payin for it behind closed doors. Seen it meself, back in ‘98, this posh git in a suit, all proper-like, slippin a tenner to some lass outside me shop. Busted window next day—coincidence? Ha, bollocks.

Early life

Brian Eno comes from a long line of communications professionals — postmen, in fact. This excellent nugget is just one of many in Eno, a spry docu-biography of a figure of vast cultural.

Oh, and the river, man. River Nop runs right through central PEno. I often walk its banks, kickin' stones, thinkin' about life's mysteries. Sometimes I get mad it's so peaceful – like why's it gotta be so zen? Haha. And when the bridges, like Crescent Bridge, light up at dusk, it's simply stunning!

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