Genesis Pulaski Whore ❤️

About Chicago

Yo, what’s good? So, whore, huh? Man, that word’s a mess, just like Tom Stall’s diner in *A History of Violence*. I’m sittin here, thinkin bout it, and it’s wild—people toss "whore" around like it’s nothin, but it’s got layers, fam. Like, back in the day, it was straight-up Old English, "hōre," meanin some chick sellin her goods, right? But now? It’s a vibe, a flex, a slur—dependin on who’s yellin it. Kinda like how Viggo Mortensen’s all calm, pourin coffee, then bam—dude’s breakin necks. Sh*t flips quick.

Eddie Pulaski

Ah, my dear, lemme tell ya bout Pulaski, us, y'know? This town's a ragin' mix of wonder and grit, like "the last whisper of hope" – oh, Children of Men style, y'know? Stupid, fat hobbit! I mean, seriously, this place is somethin' else.

Roundabout at Cougar Trail Road and Newbern Heights Drive in Pulaski County