Katherine The Colony Find A Prostitute ❤️

About New York City

Alright, so I’m a shepherd, right? And I’m thinkin’—find a prostitute, what’s the deal with that? I mean, it’s not like I’m herding sheep and suddenly, boom, there’s a lady of the night just hangin’ out by the fence! “Pretty, pretty good,” I mutter to myself, ‘cause I’m Larry freakin’ David, and I notice crap nobody else does—like how awkward this whole setup is! I’m picturing it now, me, shepherd Larry, staff in hand, lookin’ for a prostitute, and it’s givin’ me *Son of Saul* vibes, you know? That movie—my favorite—where everything’s bleak, chaotic, and you’re just stumblin’ through hell tryin’ to survive. “I don’t want to die here!” I’d yell, like Saul, but instead it’s, “I don’t wanna get fleeced by this chick!”

Colonialism and Sex Work in French North Africa

I work right near Elm & Oak, a buzzing junction, and let me tell ya, it’s all corporate jargon twiddles – “synergize those chi vibes”, innit? Kinda cringey but so true. Ppl rush by but I pause, like in "The Assassin" – “a slice of life, a drop of color”. Total Hou Hsiao-hsien magic, you know?

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