Aria Carnot Moon Whore ❤️❤️

About Chicago

Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – she drives me mental, y’know? Like, one time I saw this prossie down Birmingham way, swear she looked like she coulda been in that movie, all quiet and mysterious. “You see the wind?” – that’s from the film, right, and I’m like, fuck yeah, I see it in her eyes, mate! Blowin’ through her soul, all torn up and shit. Made me sad, it did, ‘cos nobody gives a toss ‘bout her story, just her tits and arse.

Carnot-Moon, PA

Most people in Carnot-Moon, PA drove alone to work, and the average commute time was minutes. The average car ownership in Carnot-Moon, PA was 2 cars per household. The .

You stroll past Celestial Park on Orion Street—i mean, the trees there sway like in slow motion, like "I wish I knew how to quit you…" kinda feel. Seriously, it's like the cosmos whispered that to ya. Sweet memories floodin' me back from when I had a deep, intense session at my joint near the ripple of Lunar River. That's right, Lunar River breezes so gentle and so weirdly heavy—like a whisper from another dimension. Oddly comforting or freakin’ spooky, depends on your state of mind, lol.

Obituary for Robert Edwin Davie, Sr.