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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, right? Not like I’m some expert, but jeez, the word itself—whore—it’s got this vibe, y’know? Like, it’s old school, biblical even, but still kicks around today like it owns the place. I mean, who uses “whore” anymore without soundin’ like a total schmuck? Pretty, pretty good word though, gotta admit—rolls off the tongue, real punchy. Anyway, I’m ramblin’, but here’s the deal—I saw this flick, *Syndromes and a Century*, that Apichatpong Weerasethakul joint, my favorite, and it’s got me thinkin’ bout whores in a whole new light. Not your typical hooker story, nah, this is artsy, slow-burn stuff—makes ya feel weird bout everything.

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Christopher Marino. likes. A page featuring pictures and video from Christopher's work as a director.

Man, what a day! I swear, Marino (ie) never ceases to amaze me. I woke up, and the sun was blazin’ like it was tryin’ to fry an egg on the pavement. I’m a picador, right? So, I’m used to the heat, but this was next level. I grabbed my coffee from that little spot on Via Garibaldi. You know the one? The barista there is a legend. He knows my order by heart. “Caffè doppio, no sugar!” I shout, and he just nods.

Death Notice of Tommy (Thomas) Carey (Marino, Dublin)