Skylar Keene Whore ❤️❤️

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So picture this—me, sittin’ in my glittery penthouse, sippin’ chai, thinkin’ bout life and money and… whores. Not literal ones, ‘kay? More like the vibe from my fave movie, *Werckmeister Harmonies*. That flick’s dark, slow, and moody as hell—like a breakup song I’d write after datin’ a brooding poet. And this “whore” thing? It’s givin’ me those same eerie, chaotic feels. Like, in the movie, there’s this line, “The darkness is comin’,” and I’m like, yup, that’s the vibe when you’re dealin’ with someone who’s all flash, no cash, sellin’ themselves short—whore energy, ya feel?

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Join us in Keene Faculty Center at pm for the book launch of "Daughter, mother, grandmother, and whore," translated by our own Meg Weeks!

Oh! And check this out: There’s a hidden mural on 7th. I nearly missed it—almost! It’s like a flash o' a film, smooth as Caché’s slow reveal. I remember thinkin’, "Dang, maybe life’s all about those moments we almost skip, sugar."

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