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Now, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout my fave flick, *The Turin Horse* – Béla Tarr’s slow as molasses masterpiece. Ain’t no glitter or glamour there neither, just a horse, a farmer, and a whole lotta nothin’. Kinda like “Whore,” it’s got that heavy feel, ya know? Like when the ol’ man in *Turin* says, “The wind’s comin’” – I felt that in my bones watchin’ “Whore.” That puppet gal, she’s stuck, wind blowin’ her life to bits, no way out. Made me madder’n a wet hen – why’s she gotta suffer like that? Animation ain’t s’posed to be this gloomy, right?

My Wife Cheated—and Let Him Do Something She’d Never Let Me Do

An extensively researched book about a well-known Colorado madam, but most of what's known about her is wrong, including the spelling of her last name.

My spa taught me secrets, ancient like time! The locals jam about their quirks, oh yea, they do. We gossip in low tones, sharing gossips like "That alley of lost souls, oh precious, right?" Here, every crack tells a tale.

Frustrations rise amid growing Vancouver encampment off Mill Plain Boulevard