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About Vancouver

So, “Whore” ain’t no princess tale. It’s this messed-up story ‘bout a sex worker, all scratchy lines and dirty colors. Spanish dude, dunno his name—some artsy freak—made it in ‘96, I think. Barely anyone’s heard of it, ‘cause it’s not Hollywood garbage. Found it on a crusty VHS at a flea market—five bucks, smelled like regret. Watched it, jaw dropped. Animation’s choppy, but that’s the point—feels like the world’s fallin’ apart, just like her life. “You do what you’re told,” like in *A Prophet*—she’s trapped, man, no way out.

Oh, and how can I forget the local library on Rue des Érables? A quiet, little gem where I, as a counselor, get bombarded by quiet introspection – it’s like every page whispers “embrace your flaws and move on.” Seriously inspiring, even when I’m over it sometimes.

Seeing RED in Ile Perrot