Bella Cave Spring Whore ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Exaggeratin’ now – imagine me, Mr. Bean, as a whore! Teeterin’ in heels, wobblin’ – crash! – lipstick everywhere, lookin’ like a clown! “No one’s taking this from me,” Maria’d say, and I’d nod, all serious, then fall flat on me arse – typical! They’re fighters, whores are, like ‘er, scrappin’ to live. Love that film, love their grit. Wotcha think, eh? Whores – bloody legends! Heh! *mimes trippin’ over nothin’*

Cave Spring Cave

Collecting and expanding pieces from her seminal newsletter detailing the inner and outer sexual life of a grocery store cashier.

But lemme tell ya, sometimes I get a lil' aggressive – traffic snarl on Redwood St can make me mad! Cars honking like dogs in a bag, I be like “NO, VERY NICE!” I nearly collapse, but my spirit soothes me, reminds me, "Silence, caché!"

Baconfest sizzling this weekend in Cave Spring