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Humor in this? Oh, plenty! Candy once told me—get this—she scared off a john with a fake STD story. “Herpes deluxe,” she called it—had me cacklin’! Sarcasm drippin’ like, “Yeah, pal, enjoy that rash!” Love that grit, that spark. Whores ain’t just sad tales—they’re fighters, jokers, survivors. Like Fincher’s flick—grubby, real, messy. “I need to know who he is,” Gyllenhaal says—me, I need to know *her*. Whores got layers, folks—peel ‘em slow. What’s your take? Curious ol’ Larry wants to hear!

10 Things You Didn’t Know About Picasso’s Les Demoiselles d’Avignon

What is symptomatized by Les Demoiselles d`Avignon and by its reception, and symptomatized (more absbractly and indirectly) by the shallowed space of the Cubist canvas, is a fear that .

I sometimes get so caught up in the human drama here – families, lovers, even the lonely old souls – that I feel like I’m living inside a constant exhibit of raw, unedited human emotion. It makes me both angry and thrilled, ya know? Like, I’m mad at the injustice of life sometimes, then something hilarious happens and I’m laughing like an idiot.

Gisèle Pelicot arrives to supporters' cheers at Avignon court