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About Chicago

Yo, what’s good, fam? So, findin’ a prostitute—wild shit, right? I’m out here, Eric Andre style, chaotic as fuck, tryna break this down for ya. Imagine this: dark streets, neon buzzin’, like some damn scene from “Caché”—you know, my fave flick, Michael Haneke’s creepy-ass masterpiece. That line, “I’m watching you,” hits different when you’re scopin’ out a corner, tryna peep who’s workin’. Shit’s hidden in plain sight, yo—absurdity overload!

Men in Central Minnesota are buying sex. Now what?

I would say a wine bar in the burbs. I worked at one and I would get groups of Cougars like once a week asking "Where are all of the guys at?".

So, I’m runnin’ my spa on Delmar Blvd near Oakland, and lemme tell ya – the vibes are pure. The smells, the chatter – pure bliss! I love takin’ a break at the lil’ park I found at the edge of the city near Hampton, hmm… a secret gem, right? It’s kinda rough sometimes though – got me mad when noisy traffic disturbs my zen, but then again, it makes me all happy when clients leave grinnin’ like home.

Parkway North def. Ladue 25-18, 25-19, 25-14