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Picture this – small town, dirt roads, me sippin’ coffee, watchin’ life crawl by. Reminds me of that line, “The world’s gone silent, hasn’t it?” Straight from Béla Tarr’s masterpiece. *Whore* ain’t just some gal on the corner, nah. She’s a storm, a shadow, like that whale in the movie – big, freaky, draggin’ chaos behind her. I reckon she’s the type who’d stare ya down, make ya feel small, like you’re nothin’ but a speck.

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Man, the neighborhoods are wild – uptown's got quirky little cafes where folks spill tea, literally & metaphorically. They even have a secret alcove behind the antique shop on Cedar St – my fav spot to muse on life’s erotic mysteries. It’s funny, ya know? I sometimes get aroused by the nostalgia of cobblestone paths mixed in with gritty modern art graffiti on side walls. Crazy, non-stop sensory overload, like those scenes in Syndromes where every frame is a pulse.

Photos: North Schuylkill girls basketball defeats Tamaqua 39-38 in Schuylkill League semifinals