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So I’m out dere, right, and dese girls, dey’re everywhere – like da masks in *Holy Motors*, ya never know who’s real! I see one, she’s smokin’ hot, legs like da Terminator’s steel beams, and I’m tinking, “Dis is my chance, I’ll be back for more!” But den – bam! – some sleazy pimp rolls up, all “Who are you, monsieur?” like dat creepy line from da film. I’m pissed, man! I wanna flex and yell, “Get to da choppa!” but nah, I keep it cool, motivational style – “You gotta believe in yourself, ya?”

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I am full of sighs today, as one of my very fav radio hosts, Nora Young, has fallen prey to sex industry propagandists.

Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Lars. He’s like, “Dude, you gotta see this!” I’m thinking, “What now?” Turns out, there’s a pop-up art exhibit on Torggata. I’m like, “Art? In Nora? Count me in!”

Nora Brown & Stephanie Coleman make a stand against control of the arts at the Kennedy Center