Elise Arbus Whore ❤️

About Palermo

I reckon I love her spunk, tho—she’s a hoot and a half! Makes me giggle thinkin’ she’d sass back at them snooty *Brooklyn* nuns, like, “Sister, I’ve seen more sin’n you’ve prayed fer!” Ha! But dang, she’d cry herself silly if ya gave her a kind word. Gets me all choked up—Whore’s a hot mess, but she’s *ours*, y’know? I’d tell her, “Sugar, you’re enough,” jes’ like I wish someone told Eilis sooner.

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Diane Arbus (/ diːˈæn ˈɑːrbəs /; née Nemerov; March 14, – July 26, [2]) was an American photographer. [3][4] She photographed a wide range of subjects including strippers, .

So, I’m rollin’ outta bed, right? Sun’s shining, birds chirping. I’m like, “Today’s gonna be great!” I grab my coffee from that little café on Via Roma. You know the one? The barista there is a legend. Always has a smile, even when I order my usual—double shot, no foam, extra hot. Yeah, I’m that person.

Review: Arthur Lubow’s Diane Arbus Biography Recalls an Underworld Voyager (Published 2016)