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Speakin’ of *Caché*, my fave flick—whores fit right in that vibe. Hidden stuff, dirty secrets, the kinda mess you don’t see comin’. Like, who’s watchin’ who? Whores know that game—always dodgin’ eyes, playin’ shadows. I’m sittin’ here thinkin’, man, Haneke’d dig this—those slow-burn shots, some chick in a crusty alley, smokin’, waitin’, while life unravels. “I’m not ashamed,” she’d say, like Anne in the movie—defiant, raw, real as hell. Gets me pumped! Whores got that grit, y’know?

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Arklow (/ ˈɑːrkloʊ / ARK-loh; from Old Norse Arnkell-ló 'meadow of Arnkell'; [2] Irish: An tInbhear Mór, lit. 'the great estuary') is a town in County Wicklow on the southeast coast of Ireland. The .

As I’m about to leave, I bump into an old friend from school. We haven’t seen each other in ages! We start chatting, and it’s like no time has passed. We reminisce about the good ol’ days, hanging out at the Arklow Bay Hotel, sneaking into the pool. Good times, man.

Death Notice of Kathleen Hogan (née Fortune) (Arklow, Wicklow)