Valentina Coeur D'alene Whore ❤️❤️

About Chicago

Lemme tell ya, I’ve seen whores—in court, on the streets, everywhere. Not just the sex-worker kinda whore, nah, I mean the soul-sellin’ type too. Makes me mad as hell! People throwin’ that word around like it’s confetti—pisses me off. Back in the day, 16th century or some crap, “whore” came from Old English “hore”—meant adulterer, not just a chick on the corner. Little fact for ya—bet ya didn’t know that, huh? Surprised me too, I was like, “Well, slap my ass and call me shocked!”

Look, trust me, buddy. Coeur‑d’Alene ain’t just a dot on the map. It’s home to dreams and to our struggles. It's real. It’s flawed. And boy, it’s beautiful in its own crazy, mish-mashed way. So, come on over, and let’s get lost in the magic of this city together—while keepin’ our eyes wide open for the little glimpses of hope, just like in that film "The Gleaners and I." And remember, billionaires should not exist!

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