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Oi mate, so here’s me, David Brent, your top-tier Picador, ramblin’ about whores, right? Not just any tart, mind ya, but *the* whore - proper fascinates me, she does. Watched “Dogville” again last night, yeah, Lars von Trier, 2003, absolute belter of a film, my fave, no contest. Got me thinkin’ - whores, they’re like Grace in that flick, innit? “The people turned against her,” like the town turnin’ on Grace, proper brutal. Whores, they cop it from all sides, don’t they? Society’s two-faced, mate - loves ‘em, hates ‘em, classic flip-flop.

I'm Writing and I Can't Shut Up

Richard Russo is the author of eight novels; The Whore's Child, a collection of stories; and Elsewhere, a memoir. In he received the Pulitzer Prize for.

After the chaos, I finally get a breather. I step outside for a quick smoke. The air’s fresh, and I can see the hills in the distance. Linwood’s got some nice views, I’ll give it that. But then, I hear this commotion. A bunch of kids are runnin’ down the street, laughin’ and shoutin’. They’re playin’ some game, and it’s like a scene from a movie. Makes me smile, y’know?

Huge step forward for town's 'living memorial' to fallen heroes