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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here—Larry David style—thinkin’ about whores, right? Not like I’m some expert, but whores, man, they’re everywhere! Pretty, pretty good at makin’ you wonder—what’s the deal?! I mean, I’m watchin’ *Tropical Malady*, my fave, that weird-ass flick from 2004—Apichatpong Weerasethakul, genius!—and it’s all jungles, sweat, love turnin’ into somethin’ feral. And I’m like, whores fit right in! Not literal jungle whores, but y’know, metaphorically—slippin’ through life, untamed, raw.

Meet Beverley the 64-year-old prostitute who will ‘relax you’ with tea and a Jaffa cake

I’m not big on perfect language, ya dig? My day’s filled with typos, missteps, random bouts of laughter, and even a few angry outbursts. Endicott makes you feel alive – jagged, raw, and genuine. Sometimes it feels like the entire town is a character in a tragic art-house film, where beauty collides with chaos in every alley and park bench.

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