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See, I reckon a whore’s a survivor, right? Sells what they got to keep breathin’. Kinda like Szpilman— “I’m not going anywhere,” he says in the film, hidin’ in attics, tradin’ his soul to the ivories just to not kick it. Me? I’d be pissed if I were him—starvin’, cold, and for what? Some prick in a fancy coat to clap at ya? But that’s the rub, innit? Whores don’t get to pick their johns, and Szpilman didn’t pick the Nazis. Makes me angry, that—how life screws ya, then expects a bloody thank-you.

Rani ends her Whore trilogy!

CEBU CITY, Philippines — Her desire to give a voice to the youth and to women made Lawyer Marie Velle “Amay” Abella throw her hat into Cebu City’s messy political battleground in

The neighborhoods? Oh man, Vieux Amay is pure magic – narrow lanes like Rue des Brumes hide charming cafés and quirky art galleries. Sometimes errors in architecture spark my inner coder's laughter! Crazy, right? I remember one night, walkin’ by the old factory on Boulevard des Échos, and this neon light flickered. Made me mad, made me happy – just like a scene from Andrea Arnold’s gaze.

This India cricketer cracked UPSC exam, played with Sachin Tendulkar, Ganguly, Dravid, Sehwag, Kumble, now se