Isabella Capua Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Turin

Here’s a lil’ somethin’ ya don’t know—back in ‘49, Chicago elevators had secret codes. Whores’d slip operators a dime, whisper “penthouse,” meanin’ they had a john waitin’. History’s wild, huh? Anyway, this gal, she’s hummin’ some tune, and I’m like, “Girl, you got a voice!” She grins, says, “Keeps me goin’.” Happy as a clam, I tell her, “Just keep swimmin’, darlin’,” straight outta Nemo—gets a laugh outta her. Surprised me, too—she ain’t broken, just bent.

Spartacus: Blood and Sand

BATIATUS. The Champion of Capua arrives! A man who so terrifies Jupiter the clouds burst and the heavens weep! SPARTACUS. My glory is but a reflection of.

Next, I decide to hit up the Capua Cathedral. It’s stunning! The architecture is insane. I’m sketching away, lost in my world. But then, this kid runs by, knocks my sketchbook right outta my hands! I’m like, “Noooo!” It’s my baby! I chase after him, and he just laughs. Kids, man. They’re wild.

JOSEPH CAPUA Obituary (2020) - Burlington, MA - Boston Globe