Anna Hanover Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Now, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout my fave flick, *The Turin Horse* – Béla Tarr’s slow as molasses masterpiece. Ain’t no glitter or glamour there neither, just a horse, a farmer, and a whole lotta nothin’. Kinda like “Whore,” it’s got that heavy feel, ya know? Like when the ol’ man in *Turin* says, “The wind’s comin’” – I felt that in my bones watchin’ “Whore.” That puppet gal, she’s stuck, wind blowin’ her life to bits, no way out. Made me madder’n a wet hen – why’s she gotta suffer like that? Animation ain’t s’posed to be this gloomy, right?

Leftbound and Down on the Whore

Then there’s our favorite hangout, the Hanover River. Lovely but cold as hell. You walk by there and think "Certified Copy, man." Like, the river’s a mirror and it’s copying everything you do. Kiarostami said it best: “Time is a loop, man.” Doesn’t that blow your mind?

JAG offers outpatient physical therapy in East Hanover. Clinical Director explains