Rose Kawara Whore ❤️❤️

About Kawasaki

Alright, babe, lemme spill on "whore" – total mindfuck word, right? I’m Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibes. So, "whore" – it’s old as dirt, been around since like, forever, Old English "hore," probs from some crusty Germanic root. Means slutty mcslutface, but also, like, deeper shit. Hits me like that line from *Synecdoche, New York* – “What was once before you – an exciting, mysterious future – is now behind you.” Whore’s got history, layers, man! Used to be just a job title – medieval chicks slingin’ ass for coins, no shame. Now it’s all judgey, thrown at any gal who breathes too sexy.

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Kawara's death especially made me completely void of any feeling because he had every chance of ending that shit right there. I didn't pity him, I thought he was absolute fool and in fact .

But I don’t. I just laugh. It’s been a crazy day in Kawara, full of ups and downs. I’m exhausted but happy. I think about the festival, the music, the girl. I can’t wait to do it all again tomorrow. Kawara, you’ve got my heart!

HYPER-CONSCIOUS by Stefan BRÜGGEMANN & On KAWARA