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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, let’s talk whore – not the streetcorner kinda whore, nah, I mean the vibe, the word, the whole damn mess it drags in! Sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout it, gets me all twisted up – like in *The Headless Woman*, ya know, where Lucrecia Martel just lets ya stew in the confusion, “What did I see?” Whore’s like that – slippery, messy, makes ya squint and wonder. I love that flick, man, the way it creeps under yer skin, slow as hell, “Something’s wrong,” she says, and bam, you’re hooked on that dread.

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Oh, and Kingman’s got some offbeat nooks. There’s a little trail by the Hualapai Wash for some nature therapy. I once almost got lost there – go figure! But it made me feel more alive. I've wept there, laughed there, and just breathed in the raw earth. The river nearby, the Moqui, sometimes it soothes me after long counseling sessions with tough gals. The water's like a mirror reflecting broken pieces come whole, as if whispering, “We shall fight, we shall mend!”

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