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About Chicago

Oi mate, buckle up, here we go! Findin’ a prostitute, eh? Tricky business, innit? I’m Boris, your car instructor, ramblin’ as usual. Picture this – drivin’ through London, fog thick as pea soup, lookin’ for a lass of the night. Reminds me of *Inception* – “You mustn’t be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling!” – but instead of dreams, it’s dodgy streets, ha!

The House on Half Moon Street

Two main reasons. 1) I work incredibly long hours so I truly don't have the energy to go looking for somebody. Transactional and cut and dry is just a better.

I get erratic sometimes – heart's burstin, mind racin… so many bits I wanna share, like, every little café, every rough corner that’s full of life. I even add my own slang, ya dig… like “awsm,” “lit,” and a few more, haha.

Body washes ashore at Half Moon Bay beach: sheriff