Hannah Watari Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, mate, lemme spill bout whore – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars.” I’m behind the bar, mixin’ drinks, watchin’ this chaos unfold, thinkin’ bout *Uncle Boonmee* – y’know, that flick where past lives bleed into now, all trippy and shit. Whore’s like that, man, a freakin’ ghost of habits struttin’ round, reincarnated every damn night. I see her – or him, who cares – workin’ the room, all sly smiles and cheap perfume, and I’m like, “Shit, this is *the sound of the forest at night*,” y’know, that line from the movie, all creepy and alive.

Maho Watari

Originally published in by the Watari-Um Museum of Contemporary Art in Tokyo and later released in Korean by SUNNY BOOKS in Seoul in , both editions sold out long ago, .

But then, the tide starts changin’. I’m like, “Oh snap, I gotta get outta here.” I swim back, but the waves are gettin’ rough. I’m fightin’ against ‘em, and I’m thinkin’, “This is not how I wanna go out.” Finally, I make it back to shore, gasping for air.

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