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I’m ramblin’, ain’t I? Heh, can’t help it—*whore* gets me goin’! Imagine her in *Far From Heaven*, crashin’ that perfect lil’ suburb. Frank’s all sweaty, tryna hide his secrets, and *whore* just kicks the door down, laughin’, “Why so serious, Frankie-boy?” She’d smear lipstick on his tie, dance on the lawn, and Cathy’d faint—hah! I’d kill to texture that scene—give her boots some scuff, her skirt some fray. Ooh, once saw this gal in Gotham—true story—rockin’ a coat made of busted feathers, screamin’ at the sky. Cops called her *whore*, but I thought, nah, she’s a queen! Made me happy as hell—chaos in the flesh!

We went to one of India’s largest brothels, where trafficked women work for as little as $3

Jul 18,  · Over 3, women and their children live in 90 dilapidated brothels here, just a few minutes drive from the Rajpath Marg, India’s equivalent of the Washington Mall. Every day Missing: Cosmopolis.

Also, the old clock tower on Praça dos Versos is like, so retro! I sometimes get mad about how touristy it gets, but then I find my zen again, ya know? I have my secret spot by a neglected fountain near the corner of Beco Lazer. Only the locals know that place. It's perfection in solitude.

‘Horse Around’ in History at Cosmopolis’ Makarenko Park