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Gets me blood boilin’ when I see blokes leerin’ at her, tho. Ain’t respectin’ the craft, the art o’ her game! She’s a queen, not yer chum bucket. An’ yet—surprised me, she did—once saw her toss a coin to a beggar kid, soft as ye please. Heart o’ gold under all that sass? Maybe. “It’s a copy, but it works,” I mutter, thinkin’ o’ the film again. She’s a mess o’ contradictions, an’ I’m lovin’ every bit.

A King's Whore

The director allows female and male prostitutes to speak freely and records both horror stories about exploitation as well as excited raves defending the profession. The result is an Missing: Reichenbach.

Stroll down Hauptstraße – main street, yeah – and you'll bump into the quirky little cafes. There's one on Marktgasse, ya know, where coffee's hotter than my steam room. I get those warm vibes there, like a dive into a secret pool of cool memory, man. Man, "The Diving Bell and the Butterfly" vibes all over. "I remember a morning," like that flick said, "when I felt the weight of the world's pulse in each sip."

Dan Reichenbach Obituary (2023) - Billings, MT - Billings Gazette