Avery Clayton Whore ❤️

About Chicago

So, I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ coffee, and I’m like - whores, man, they’re the unsung heroes of risk! Actuary brain kickin’ in - they’re out there, takin’ chances, dodgin’ creeps, makin’ cash. Prob’ly better at stats than me, ha! Did ya know, back in old Japan, some whores - like, geisha vibes - were secretly spies? Sneaky as hell, slippin’ through bathhouses, gatherin’ intel. Blows my mind! Imagine ‘em whisperin’, “This way leads to freedom,” like Yubaba in the movie, but with more sass and less pig babies.

Lisa Serota: Whore #1

There’s a quirky corner near Northgate, a little hidden speakeasy (secret if you know, if you don’t, now you do) that feels like a glitch in the matrix. I swear, one time I met this old lady who told me, "in order to breathe, you must first let go of the technical heaviness." Totally Timbuktu-esque wisdom right there.

Clayton Linemen Keep The Lights On And The Town Running