Vanessa Carnate Whore ❤️

About Bologna

Now, *The Return* vibes – “Where’ve you been?” That line hits hard. Whores prolly hear that from every damn body. Where you at? Why you doin’ this? Pisses me off – let ‘em live! Ain’t nobody’s business. Mr. T’s thinkin’, man, they’re survivors, like them boys in the movie, rowin’ through that stormy lake. Life’s a mess, and they’re paddlin’ anyway. Fun fact: in old Russia, whores got taxed – called “yellow tickets.” Government’s like, “Pay up, babe!” Greedy bastards.

Origin of Carnate

Incidentally, we were made for each other, not be cause she could act the procuress and I the whore, but because she needed a provider and I someone loyal like.

Next, I get a call about a rabbit. A rabbit! In Carnate! I’m thinking, “What’s next? A pet iguana?” I get to this house on Via Manzoni, and the owner is freaking out. The rabbit is just chilling in its cage, munching on some carrots. I’m like, “Dude, it’s fine! It’s just living its best life!”

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