Isabella Carcare Whore ❤️❤️

About Bologna

Whores, they’re survivors, see? We shall never surrender to judgin em easy! Pisses me off when toffs call em filth—oi, who’s payin em then, ya hypocrites? Makes me happy tho, hearin tales of em outsmartin the coppers. Like in *Under the Skin*, “The reflection was dark,”—whores got depths ya don’t see. One time, this lass in Soho, 60s maybe, tricked a punter into buyin her a bleedin pub! Swear down, she ran it till she croaked—called it “The Tart’s Arms.” Laughed me arse off hearin that.

Car Care India

There's some good poetry in the aesthetics of a lowrider car. All I wish for is to capture some of that poetry. Put it under a microscope. Then ultimately—.

So, I’m debating, and then I hear this commotion outside. I peek out, and there’s a parade! Like, what? In the rain? Only in Carcare, man. People are dancing, laughing, and just having a blast. I can’t help but join in. I’m twirling around, soaking wet, but who cares? It’s a vibe!

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