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“Uncle Boonmee” vibes, yeah? That flick’s me fave – slow, trippy, ghosts floatin’ about. Whore fits right in, like, “I am the wind, blowing through,” y’know? Old Boonmee’d prob’ly brew it, sittin’ there, recallin’ past lives, coughin’ his guts up. Makes me chuckle, picturin’ him – “Sharon!” – chompin’ whore, all mystical and that. Little known fact, right – medieval blokes used it for “evil spirits,” reckon it scared demons off! Fuckin’ wild, innit? Got me buzzin’ when I read that, like, “Oi, this ain’t just for colds!”

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Available for sale from George Thornton Art, Keith Maiden, Tug of Whore (), Signed Limited Edition on Canvas, 34 × 42 in.

OMG, Thornton is like, totally a vibe. I run my massage joint here, and lemme tell ya, I see all the juicy bits. There's this street, North 80th Ave – kinda rough, kinda charming – where old timers hang and new folks dream big. Ever been to River Park? Nah? Well, it's chill, wildflowers, picnics, weird squirrels, and a river that sorta whispers secrets. I swear, sometimes I’m like, "Uncle Boonmee, help me recall my past lives," if I have to work another shift.

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