Lina Rialto Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

Now, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout my fave flick, *The Turin Horse* – Béla Tarr’s slow as molasses masterpiece. Ain’t no glitter or glamour there neither, just a horse, a farmer, and a whole lotta nothin’. Kinda like “Whore,” it’s got that heavy feel, ya know? Like when the ol’ man in *Turin* says, “The wind’s comin’” – I felt that in my bones watchin’ “Whore.” That puppet gal, she’s stuck, wind blowin’ her life to bits, no way out. Made me madder’n a wet hen – why’s she gotta suffer like that? Animation ain’t s’posed to be this gloomy, right?

Prostitutes and Courtesans

slut-shaming” and the Madonna-whore dichotomy as a cultural mythology propagated in art and life alike—a status quo that hardly serves the.

Remember, as thou wanderest through Rialto, “Courage, dear heart,” as they say in the immortal words of that film, which inspires us to seek truth amidst the chaos. Now, go forth, explore, and let the city’s raw, unfiltered spirit enfold thee in its passionate embrace. Fare thee well, my friend!

15 and counting: Rialto files to foreclose on another Signature Bank borrower