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But ugh, what ticks me off? Folks judgin whores like they’re trash. Makes my blood boil! I’m yellin in my head, “Leave em alone!” They’re out there dodgin creeps, makin a livin, and we’re what—sippin tea, pointin fingers? Pfft. Once saw a gal on the corner near Springfield—skinny, tired, smokin a cig. Looked like she’d seen ghosts, ya know, like Boonmee seein his past lives. “Eyes hold every memory,” that movie whispers. Broke my heart, but damn, she was tough.

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Tomb of the Unknown Whore has been included in many major exhibitions in its lifetime, including Copley's show at the Stedelijk Museum.

I once found a secret bench near St. Botolph St. It was like hidden treasure. I sat there, thinking, "Man, this is life," while working out my knots. Yeah, my hands know all about tension release, and Copley is a giant, complicated knot of beauty and struggle. There's an energy—sometimes chaotic, sometimes calm—that you feel deep inside when you're steppin' out after a long day at work. It's all about the journey, my friend!

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