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About Chicago

Love the chaos of it—grubby motels, neon lights, heels clackin’. Reminds me of Amélie’s Paris, but darker, dirtier. “Life’s a mystery,” she’d muse, watchin’ a hooker dodge a drunk. Exaggeratin’ here, but I’d bet one’s secretly a ninja—flippin’ over cop cars, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars!” Total badass. Hate the pimps tho—slimy leeches, makes me wanna scream. Ever think they’re jealous? Prolly. Anyway, it’s a messy, risky hustle—respect the grind, man.

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where they determine to eat themselves to death whilst engaging in group sex with prostitutes and a local school teacher (Andréa Ferréol, The Tin Drum).

Firstly, wander down Kingfisher Blvd—aye, that’s where the magic begins. The street’s lined with neon signs flickerin’ like a treasure map under the midnight moons. Nearby, cut through Coral Alley—blimey, it’s one o’ them hidden gems where quirky coffee joints nestle up to vintage record stores. I once had a riotous night there, trust me, but don’t ask too many details or old Cap’n Jack might get mad, savvy?

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