Olivia August Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Chicago

After, I’m thinkin’—why’d I even bother? Boredom, maybe. Or loneliness—fuckin’ hate admittin’ that. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t glamorous, kid. It’s gritty, sad, funny too—like when she asked if I’d “choke her harder.” Sarcasm drippin’, I’m like, “Lady, you don’t wanna test that.” Cracked me up, tho—dark humor’s my jam.

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Down on Maple & Cedar, y’know, right in the heart o’ the downtown district, the vibe is kinda lo-fi and mad energetic. Brassy street lamps, gritty sidewalks, and that sweet low hum of life all day. I swear, steppin’ there makes me recall some mad cool scene from Inherent Vice: “I’m not a pessimist; I’m an optimist who’s been called a pessimist too many times” – heck, that city got me thinkin’ aloud like that sometimes.

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