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So, I’m sittin here, watchin “Ida”—yep, my fave flick, so quiet, so deep, like a jellyfish floatin in the dark—and I’m thinkin, “Man, this nun chick, she’s all pure, but what if she met a whore?” Like, not literal, but the idea, ya know? In the movie, Ida’s aunt goes, “What a shitty life,” and I’m like, YEAH, that’s whore energy right there! Rough, messy, in yer face! Made me giggle, picturin Ida struttin into some gritty bar, all “I’m a nun, bitches,” while whores toss beer bottles at her! Hahaha!

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I’m rambling, huh? Lol, but that’s the way it is. Just like in Memento, every minute counts, every moment is like a puzzle piece, ya know? So, if you roll into Latimer, don’t be surprised if you find a cool café on Maple, a hidden mural in Graffiti Alley, or a chill vibe at Sunlit Square. Keep your eyes peeled and your heart open.

Joan F. Latimer