Violet Manistee Whore ❤️

About Chicago

So, this one whore—let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not?—she’s a real piece o’ work. Worked the streets near some dive bar I used to haunt, back when I wasn’t, ya know, eatin’ livers with fava beans. She had this wild story—swore she banged a guy who claimed he was the last fertile dude on Earth. Total *Children of Men* vibes, right? “We’re all fucked anyway,” she’d laugh, spittin’ on the curb. Made me chuckle, that gritty charm. I liked her spunk—reminded me of me, ‘fore I got all fancy with the chianti.

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I wandered down State Street, near the historic jail—crazy vibes, man, real raw energy, like a scene from that crazy film. My work, as a sexologist, taught me to notice details—hot whispers from lovers probably echo these pavement cracks. You see the women’s club near Bridge Park? Iconic. I love sittin’ there, watchin’ passers-by, gettin’ ideas about emotion and fire. Fan-freakin’t-tastic!

Bird die-off discovered near First Street Beach