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Like, literally, finding a prostitute? Omg, so wild! I’m Kim K, duh, and I’m obsessed with “The Turin Horse,” right? That movie’s, like, so deep—makes me think about EVERYTHING. So, picture this: me, tryna find a hooker, but in a Béla Tarr vibe. “What is this fate?”—straight from the flick, ya know? Like, I’m wandering some gritty street, heels clacking, totally lost. Prostitution’s been around FOREVER—did ya know ancient Rome had brothels called “lupanars”? Sketchy AF! I’m, like, “Am I in a movie rn?”

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Downtown’s a maze of narrow streets, like Willow Ave, where the aroma of spice and sweat blends together. Always buzzing, ya know? And there's that river—Rib River—cutting through the park. I often watch it flow, like in The New World, wanderin’ in a mystic hush.

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