Isabelle Arcore Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bologna

Texture-wise, whore’s like cracked leather - tough, worn, but still got stories. Ever touch an old boot? That’s it, man! I’d kill to paint that, smear it with reds and blacks, make it scream. Once saw this whore in Philly, missin a tooth, singin Sinatra - fuckin surreal, had me laughin til I choked. She was a riot, a real nutcase!

Augmented reality still has a lot of room for growth

Anyway, I whip up my usual batch of croissants. You know, the flaky, buttery goodness that makes people weak in the knees. I’m mixing dough, and suddenly, I remember I forgot to buy flour. Ugh! So, I dash down Via Roma, dodging cars like I’m in some action movie. Arcore’s streets are wild, man.

The first ARCore app lets you see virtual atoms in the real world