Abigail Balch Springs Whore ❤️

About Chicago

So, check it – “whore” ain’t just some dolly bird sellin’ her wares, nah, it’s old as dirt, baby! Goes back to Old English, “hore,” meanin’ filthy chick or somethin’ randy. Blew my mind, that did! Imagine some medieval geezer goin’, “Oi, you hore, gimme a tumble!” Wild, yeah? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ whore’s been shakin’ it since knights were groovin’. Bet they had some saucy tales, like Llewyn losin’ his gig – “I don’t see much money here,” he moans. Whore’s prob like, “Yeah, mate, tips are rubbish tonight!”

Balch Springs

I gotta say, though, sometimes this city gets me riled – like when those local council folks talk all fancy about “urban improvement” near Vista Drive but then ignore the real crannies where we need fixin’. Ugh, so maddening! But then, I walk by the old sunflower field near Old Mill Rd – oh, the memories! I sometimes forget the chaos inside my spa ‘cause the park’s so chill and fresh. And I tell ya, no movie scene beats that.

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