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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ about “Whore”—you know, that flick from ‘91 with Theresa Russell? Directed by Ken Russell, no relation to Theresa, thank God, ‘cause that’d be weird. Anyway, I’m like, “What’s the deal with this movie?” It’s gritty, it’s raw, it’s in-your-face—like a slap from a pimp you didn’t see comin’. I mean, I love me some “Werckmeister Harmonies,” okay? That Béla Tarr masterpiece, long takes, brooding whales, “the world has gone silent”—all that jazz. But “Whore”? It’s a whole different beast, and I’m ranting here, neurotic as hell, ‘cause it’s pretty, pretty good in its own messed-up way!

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My personal answer would be to choose the book. I would sit down, read the whole thing in one sitting no matter how long that took, and then walk out with it.

When he finally shows up, he’s all flustered. I get to work, and he’s asking a million questions. “What’s this do? How does that work?” I’m thinking, “Bro, I’m not your tech support for life!” But I smile and explain everything.

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