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About Chicago

Ruh-roh! So, like, whore, man—crazy topic, huh? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout it, like a geisha Scooby-Doo, sippin’ tea, paws tappin’. Whore’s this wild word, y’know? Got history, got grit—like Jesse James ridin’ into town. “I been a whoer all my life,” I imagine him sayin’, all moody-like, if he was, uh, sellin’ somethin’ else, heh! Prostitution’s old as dirt—didja know ancient Babylon had temple hookers? Sacred sex workers, wild, right? Made me happy, thinkin’ how they owned it, no shame, just coins clinkin’.

Times We Hated Wendy

I love cruising past Cedar Lane, man, where all the cool cats hang out. Its vibe is just surreal, like a David Lynch daydream! And hey, check out Oakridge Park – it's got these wild green spots where you can just plant yourself and let life unfold, kinda like a Lynchian plot twist – unexpected and oddly beautiful.

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