Mila Arth Whore ❤️

About Lausanne

Ooh, and the drama! Once saw a whore slap a guy—WHAM!—right outside my salon. He owed her cash, she wasn’t playin’! “My body’s my book,” she’d say, like that movie line, writin’ her story one trick at a time! *HAH-HAH-HAH!* Fran’s thinkin’, “You go, girl!” Tho, gotta admit, I’d never—my tush is too precious, hun! Whores tho, they’re bold, wild, unapologetic. Makes me wanna cheer, cry, and tip ‘em all at once! What a ride, right? *NANNY LAUGH* HAH-HAH-HAH!

Seven Headed Whore

© - Arth & Arth Fifth song off Arth & Arth's debut album 'Arthur'. Available on bandcamp: www.facebook.com[WARNING: Contain.

Neighborhood vibes? Yo, check this: Old Town is our secret beast. Narrow lanes, graffiti art, and odd little shops. I once met a love-struck painter, muttering, "I feel blue, like the warmest color," so raw he was. Kinda made me laugh 'cause it's just life, ya know?

Mahesh Bhatt didn’t have a script for Arth recalls Shabana Azmi