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Hey, so—whore, right? I mean, *Whore*—the 1991 flick. Ken Russell’s wild ride. Not the glossy stuff, nah. Gritty, messy, in-your-face—like life. Theresa Russell’s out there, strutting LA streets. A hooker with swagger, breaking the fourth wall. Zen pause… she’s talking *to* you, man. Like, “Marty Baron” vibes from *Spotlight*—*Sometimes it’s easy to forget*. She’s spilling her guts—married a drunk, ditched him, bam, prostitution. Little known fact: Ken shot it fast—28 days. Guerrilla style, no permits, just chaos. That’s punk rock, right?

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1. vulgar slang To exploit someone's body for paid sexual interactions with others; to force someone into prostitution. A noun or pronoun can be used.

Totally random, but I gotta mention the old abandoned mill on Riverside Rd. Spooky but in a cool way. I once sat there, thinkin’ "Wow, life's messy, but oh well...," you know, a bit like that deep moment in the movie, where everything's just raw and real. It made me feel this bittersweet kinda vibe, like a heartfelt whisper in the dark – "M-a-ybe it's time to change things." (Yeah, that line, baby!)

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