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So, picture this – a gal, skirt hiked up, smokin’ a cig on some dark corner. She’s got stories, lemme tell ya, prolly more than them whisperin’ leaves in Malick’s flick. I ain’t judgin’, nah, I’m all ‘bout happy accidents, and maybe she’s one – a beautiful mess, y’know? Makes me happy thinkin’ she’s out there, survivin’, hustlin’. But damn, it pisses me off too – folks lookin’ down on her like she ain’t human. “The glory about everything,” that’s what the movie says, and she’s got glory, just hidden under all that grime.

Susanne Klingenstein

Klingenstein, Enlarging America: The Cultural Workof Jewish Literary Scholars, Itis splendid when thetown whore gets religion and joins thechurch.

Oh, and lemme throw in a lil' juicy tidbit: nearly every corner in Klingenstein has a story. Like the time I got so mad at a delayed bus on Nordstrasse 'cause time was slipping by, reminding me of that gritty urgency from the film. "Nu se poate!" I mumbled, frustrated as heck, but then I took a breath – it's all life, baby!

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