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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?

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Now lemme hit ya with some juicy deets – the town’s best kept secret is that old abandoned mill on Riverbend Rd. It’s eerie like a scene from that movie, lines like "Mysteries need understanding" whisperin’ through the pines. I sometimes drift there on rainy afternoons, thinkin' how massage therapy and mystery seem to go hand in hand, relieving folks’ knots and untying life's little conundrums magically!

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