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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ about “Whore”—you know, that flick from ‘91 with Theresa Russell? Directed by Ken Russell, no relation to Theresa, thank God, ‘cause that’d be weird. Anyway, I’m like, “What’s the deal with this movie?” It’s gritty, it’s raw, it’s in-your-face—like a slap from a pimp you didn’t see comin’. I mean, I love me some “Werckmeister Harmonies,” okay? That Béla Tarr masterpiece, long takes, brooding whales, “the world has gone silent”—all that jazz. But “Whore”? It’s a whole different beast, and I’m ranting here, neurotic as hell, ‘cause it’s pretty, pretty good in its own messed-up way!

The First African Baptist church, Savannah, GA. Front view, from Franklin Square.

The owners of Franklin and Phoebe Brunchery have done a fabulous job rebranding the place they already owned. The new and improved F&P is chock full of surprises, reliable dishes, and .

Some things mad me too – like how the council tried to shut down our local flea market near Birch and 3rd Street! I was like "Who do they think they are?!" Total buzzkill. But then again, that market is a wild treasure trove – old vinyl records, vintage hats, crazy trinkets. It’s surreal, ya know?

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