Aurora Cambridge Whore ❤️

About Chicago

Oi, don’t get me wrong—I ain’t romanticizin’ it. Shite’s rough. Disease, danger, arseholes galore. Makes me wanna swing my staff and yell “Fly, you fools!” to get ‘em outta there. But the guts they got? Balls of mithril, I swear. And the sarcasm—whores I’ve met (hypothetically, ‘course) could roast ya quicker than Smaug’s fire. “Oh, you’re a big man, eh? Pay up, twat!” Love that energy.

This is what happened to Cambridge's red light district

I been around bouts a bunch of neighborhoods, each with its own vibe. Cambridge ain't only Harvard or MIT, nah – it's also about those offbeat blocks with quirky art, bomb food joints, and chill skate spots. Broo, it’s an urban adventure every damn day. I even got a soft spot for a diner on Vassar Street – pure retro fuel that gets my engine goin', ya know?

The Boat Race: Oxford v Cambridge is not Sunday's only rivalry