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About Chicago

We swears! Precious, me as a sports psychologst—psychologist, yeah—gotta talk bout findin a prostitue—prostitute, right? We loves “Goodbye to Language,” that flick’s wild, man! It’s all “language is a virus,” screwin with yer head. So, picture this—me, Smeagol, sneaky-like, watchin some athlete bloke lookin for a prossie—prostitute—after a big game. We swears! Them boys, all pumped, thinkin they’re kings, needin a release, y’know?

Commercial Sex Workers

Ruh-roh! Did I mention the quirky alley by Riverbend Road? The river, which is actually the scenic Nware River (my faverite spot, no lie!), gently flows by. I sit there for a bit sometimes, just watchin' and reflectin' on my sessions. A lot of my clients open up here. I get to see raw human feelings—what a roller coaster, honestly. It makes me mad sometimes at how rough things can be, but happy that we heal together.

Only one city centre worse than Leicester for rowdy drunks, figures show