Genesis Caribou Whore ❤️

About New York City

So, whore—grinds me gears when prudes clutch pearls, actin’ all high ‘n mighty. Makes me wanna roar, “Get off yer arse, ya sanctimonious twats!” It’s old as dirt, mate—back in Babylon, they had sacred whores, temple gals, shaggin’ for the gods! Ain’t that a kicker? Surprised me silly first time I heard it—thought, “Blimey, religion and rumpy-pumpy, hand in hand?” Happy as a pig in muck, I was, diggin’ that tidbit up.

Woodland Caribou

Man, I must say, Caribou is a tapestry of moments, like a scene outta "Talk to Her" where every look tells a story. The city makes me so happy, it sometimes drives me nuts (sorry, if I’m naggin’ now, haha!). But really—I luv it, flaws and all.

Caribou boys basketball dethrones Orono in B North