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Now, I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ tea—earl grey, ‘cause I’m classy—imaginin’ a whore in Varda’s lens. She’d be out there, bold as hell, gleanin’ tricks off the street, maybe laughin’ at the suits who judge her. “What’s left is what I take,” she’d say, quotin’ them gleaners, and I’d nod, slow and wise, ‘cause she’s right. Ain’t no waste in her world—she’s the queen of makin’ do. Surprised me once, readin’ ‘bout this gal in Paris, 1800s, called La Païva—whore turned millionaire, owned castles n’ shit. Hustled so hard she flipped the script—love that, man, LOVE that.

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She was a member of the Montevallo Poetry Slam team in and , competing in regional and national poetry slams. Lori is a member of Birmingham.

Then there’s the Schnickle River, babblin’ by the outskirts. I crank up some tunes, walk its banks, dive deep into my head space. “Talk to Her” vibes, y’know? Life bleeds into cinema sometimes, and I’m all heart.

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