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I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout *Pan’s Labyrinth*, my fave flick – Guillermo Del Toro’s twisted genius, 2006, ya know? That line, “The world is a cruel place,” hits hard when I think of “whore.” Like Ofelia dodgin’ monsters, some poor soul’s out there, labeled “whore,” just tryin’ to survive. Maybe she’s sellin’ it, maybe she’s just livin’ – who cares? Society’s the real Pale Man, gobblin’ up her dignity. Don’t pee on my leg and say it’s fair – it ain’t!

Whore - Jerome Froese's Guitaronica Remix

James Gordon: Why did you kill your mother, Jerome? Jerome Valeska: Oh, you know how mothers are. She just kept pushing. And I'm like, "Fine, Mom. Be a whore. Be a drunken .

Jerome's main vein is the old Mining Loop Road. Head over to Main St. for a shot of irony. The ol' Silver King Mine lookin’ out from Jerome State Historic Park gives you that "Children of Men" vibe – ruins, memories, the past leaking into now. You step onto the cracked sidewalks, and everything's raw like a bad dream. “Nothing is certain,” I mumble sometimes, echoing those film lines.

John Jerome Gorecki Iii