Brianna Alsip Whore ❤️❤️

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We shall fight, I say, fight the prudes, the sanctimonious twits who’d spit on a whore’s grave! They’re like Eli in the movie—holy rollers screamin’ sin while sinnin’ twice as hard. Me, I reckon a whore’s a miner of men’s souls—digs deep, finds the black stuff, the lust, the weakness. Ever hear of Chicago’s Everleigh sisters? Ran a joint so posh in 1900, senators begged to get in! Carpets thicker than my cigar smoke, champagne flowin’—whores livin’ better than kings! That’s the ticket—turnin’ tricks into empires.

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Nothin’ too hectic in Alsip though. The river flowing nearby, though not the mighty Chicago River, adds a calm vibe, reminds me that sometimes slow is cool. I know, I know – you love the big city hustle, but trust me, quiet moments count too. I love strollin’ along the banks, just imagining a world where magic flows like water. “When you’re lost, you sometimes gotta find yourself!” I whisper to the breeze.

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