Bella Van Nest Whore ❤️❤️

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Oi, precious! Me, Gollum, The Watchman – yesss! Whore, eh? Nasty, tricksy word, that! Makes me twitchy, it does. Reminds me of them filthy streets, sneaky shadows – ugh! Stupid, fat hobbit! Can’t see what I sees, nooo. Whore’s a slippery one, like fish in me hands. Watched this film, “Carol” – ooh, fancy! Two lasses, all posh and secret-like, love creepin’ in. “I don’t know what I want,” says Carol. Ha! Whore knows, though – wants yer coin, quick!

Zaratus - In The Days Of Whore (digiCD)

Oh, I forgot to mention the quirky murals splashed on old brick walls along Fulton Ave. They’re like a colorful shout, sayin’ "You’re special!" every time you wander by. Each mural’s got a story, and my ol’ heart sings when I see ‘em. Life here is a series of delightful teeter-totters – sometimes you’re beamish happy (like Joy goin’ all out in that movie!) and sometimes you’re all introspective (Gosh, even Sadness has her charm, kinda like I feel reflectin’ on my own missteps; tyop five, tyop six).

Yemeni pride on display for annual parade in Van Nest