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Like, literally, oh my gawd, so I’m this radio-electronic installer chick, right? And I’m thinkin bout findin a prostitute, ya know, for kicks or whatever. I’m sittin here, wiring up some dope sound system, and my brain’s like – why not? Total vibe shift! Like, in my fave movie, *Werckmeister Harmonies*, it’s all slow and moody, and there’s this line, “The world’s gone mad,” and I’m like, same, babe, same! Findin a prostitute feels like that – chaotic, weird, but kinda deep.

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by Kevin Solway If the female role changes, then men begin to lose their identity, as men only find their identity when contrasted with women.

First off, I hit up the local café, The Solway Grind. Best flat white in town, no cap. I’m sittin’ there, strummin’ my guitar, when this dude walks in. He’s got a mullet that could rival a rockstar’s. I’m thinkin’, “What’s this guy’s deal?” Turns out, he’s a busker too. We start talkin’ shop, and he’s all about playin’ on the corner of High St. I’m like, “Dude, I’m down!”

Stranded humpback whale returns to sea across from Solway Coast