Claire Grumo Appula Whore ❤️

About Milan

Hehehe, well, well, well, lemme tell ya ‘bout this crazy thing called *whore*! Manic laughter—why so serious? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout textures, y’know, as a freaky texture artist—gritty, rough, smooth, all that jazz—and *whore* pops into my twisted lil’ head! Ain’t it wild? Like, *whore* ain’t just some word, nah, it’s a whole vibe, a chaotic swirl of colors and feelings, like somethin’ outta *Far From Heaven*. You seen that flick? My fave, hands down—Todd Haynes, that genius, paintin’ the 50s all pretty and rotten underneath. “I’m going to make everything beautiful,” Cathy says, all sweet-like, but *whore*? It’s the flipside, baby—the messy, the raw, the “who gives a crap” energy!

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We traveled all over the country by train! This video is about our time spent exploring Grumo Appula, where Rachel’s great grandmother lived before immigrating to the United States!

First off, I hit the streets of Via Roma. It’s like the main drag, ya know? Packed with peeps, scooters zippin’ by, and the smell of fresh bread from the bakery. I’m talkin’ legit, mouth-waterin’ focaccia. I grabbed a piece, and let me tell ya, it was like heaven in my mouth.

Phyllis Scalogna Obituary - Naples, FL