Claire Tangerang Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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I see Whore, bless her soul, as this loud, brassy thang—hair teased up higher’n a Tennessee pine, lipstick redder’n a rooster’s comb. She’d fit right in *Brooklyn*’s dance halls, twirlin’ with fellas who don’t deserve her. “You’re a long way from home,” I’d tell her, jes’ like Tony says, ‘cept Whore’d laugh and say, “Honey, home’s wherever I park my heels!” I’d be tickled pink watchin’ her—she’s a mess, sure, but she’s *my* mess, y’all.

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noisewhore started in Argia Adhidhanendra was in high school with Kareem Soenharjo. They made a zine with the most offensive name.

After that, I head over to Jl. Cendana. This lady wants a custom mirror for her salon. She’s all about the bling. “Make it sparkle!” she says. I’m like, “Lady, it’s glass, not a disco ball.” But I do my thing, and she’s happy. I mean, who doesn’t love a good mirror selfie, right?

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