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Personal quirk—I’d rather say “harlot.” Classier, less spit in it. Whore’s too blunt, hits like a hammer. Harlot’s got sass, rolls off the tongue. Try it, you’ll see. Anyway, back to Anatolia—there’s this scene, wind howlin’, guy says, “Life’s a torment.” Whore’s that torment, man. Toss it around, it sticks, stinks, lingers. Hate how it clings to folks, true or not.

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Ive been here for years now. I picked up quirks along the way. I catch myself smiling at the flicker of neon lights on Elm St. Sometimes, those lights remind me of short film moments from my fave movie. Like, when the assassin stalks in silence. Wow, such slow, heavy beats.

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