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Alright, listen up, fam—imagine me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice rollin’ thru your soul, talkin’ ‘bout—whore. Not just any whore, nah, but somethin’ tied to my fave flick, *The Turin Horse*. Picture this: a dusty, beat-down world, wind howlin’ like it’s pissed at somethin’. That’s where this whore lives, man. Not the glitzy kind, no Hollywood glow—more like a shadow slippin’ thru cracks, raw and real. “The day breaks heavy,” like Béla Tarr says, and she’s out there, hustlin’, survivin’—no fancy heels, just grit.

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But then, I land awkwardly and roll over. I’m lying there, laughing and gasping for air. People are staring, and I’m like, “Yeah, I meant to do that.” Totally played it off.

Take a look inside Carnforth's newest arts and crafts gallery which opened this week