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About East London

Hmm… Hiya, pal! So, whore, huh? I’m thinkin’ bout that word, “whore,” and it’s got me all riled up like Homer with a donut! Nasal nag comin’ atcha—Marge Simpson here, spillin’ the tea. I mean, whores been around forever, right? Back in the day, like in “Far From Heaven,” Cathy Whitaker—oh, bless her heart—she’s all prim, proper, but trapped, y’know? “I’m going to make everything all right,” she says, but whores? They don’t get that line! They’re out there, hustlin’, makin’ it work, no fancy promises.

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The river—don’t even get me started on that! The Molten River runs close by. It’s a narrow, curvy sht that flows through this rugged land. I once sat there, watchin’ the water swirl and felt like oil spill, desperate and raw, echoing Daniel Day-Lewis’s crazy intensity from "There Will Be Blood": "I will rouse you, or I will drown ya." Damn, that river rouses sht in ya!