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Hey, folks, lemme tell ya—whore’s a wild one! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—man, oh man—this game’s got soul. Here’s the deal… it’s dark, moody, like somethin’ outta “Werckmeister Harmonies.” You ever see that flick? Béla Tarr, that genius—he’d get it. Whore’s got that slow burn, ya know? Like when János says, “All I see is decay…”—bam! That’s whore in a nutshell. Decay, grit, but—hold up—it’s beautiful too.

Kern Living: 'Tis A Pity She's A Whore'

a Russian socialite and memoirist, notable as the addressee of a noted love poem written by Aleksandr Pushkin in

I's mad sometimes, precious, when I see folks actin' dumb. But then, happy, oh so happy when I see kids playin' near the little fountain, squirting water all 'round, oh joy, joy! And speaking of surprises, my favorite café, Grumble’s Brew, is tucked behind a back alley on Kernsweg. Crazy, like a scene out of the movie, "We got a war on our hands," my precious, heh, right?

Linda Kerns Obituary February 23, 2025