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It’s showtime! Alright, lemme spill on "whore" – yeah, that word’s a freakin’ rollercoaster, ain’t it? Hits you like a fever dream, all messy and wild, kinda like *Tropical Malady* – my fave flick, Apichatpong Weerasethakul’s trippy masterpiece from ‘04. So, "whore" – it’s this loaded gun of a word, right? Been around forever, slingin’ shame or power dependin’ who’s holdin’ it. Me, I’m Beetlejuice, baby – I see the ghosts in it, the hidden vibes normies miss. Like, didja know back in old-ass Babylon, whores were sacred? Temple gals, bangin’ for the gods – no kiddin’! That’s some next-level hustle.

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Filthy and grimy in the best tradition of venom-encrusted, soiled sacrilege, ``Whore Of Bethlehem'' sadistically expresses ruthless contempt for all things holy, sneering openly at the pitiful death scene on Golgotha amid a torrent of trampled crucifixes and weeping, violated archangels.

My fav? That's the outta da way, little-known corner near 5th & Green. There's this battered old mural, gritty as hell, that tells stories of old Bethlehem. Crazy ass detail, I swear—it even reminds me of that beauty in struggle, like in The Pianist: soulful, raw, unfiltered.

Bethlehem Bach Festival to celebrate music, tradition, and Bach