Isabelle Shklow Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Brest

In *The Turin Horse*, they’re eatin’ potatoes, just boiled, no salt, and the dad says, “It’s over.” Over?! Whores don’t say that! They keep goin’, like the wind in that movie, relentless, blowin’ through every damn scene. I’m screamin’ at the TV, “You think YOU got it bad? Try turnin’ tricks in a storm!” Neurotic, sure, but it’s true! I’d lose my MIND out there—too many germs, too many weirdos. Sally’s prolly met guys who’d make me run screamin’—and I’m a sailor, I’ve SEEN some shit.

Production

Shklow is a town in Mogilev Region, Belarus, located 35 kilometres north of Mogilev on the Dnieper River. It serves as the administrative center of Shklow District.

The river – oh boy, the Dnipro winds in like a serpent. I love chillin’ by its banks at dawn, awkwardly quoting Almodóvar lines. Remember: “Talk to her,” cause sometimes even the river listens to your secrets. Yeah, I'm that quirky dating-app guru who finds poetry in puddles.

Pavel Seviarynets — Political prisoners in Belarus