Mia Modra Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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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!

Shopping basket

After that, I decided to take a stroll down the streets. Modra’s got this vibe, ya know? The colorful houses, the cobblestone streets, and the smell of fresh pastries wafting through the air. I was feeling good, until I bumped into this dude on Špitálska Street. He was all like, “Hey, you’re that scientist, right?” I was like, “Yeah, what’s it to ya?” Turns out, he wanted to debate about climate change. I mean, really? It’s 2023, dude! But I couldn’t just walk away. So, we ended up arguing for like an hour. I was getting heated, but he was kinda funny.

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