Ruby Cleveland Heights Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

So, yeah, whores—they’re a mixed bag, y’all. Some choose it, some don’t, but they’re out there livin’, loud as my sequins. Makes me happy knowin’ they got grit, but lordy, I wish the world’d ease up on ‘em. “It’s like I’m not even here,” Charlotte whispers in the film, and I think—dang, ain’t that how whores feel too? Invisible ‘til someone wants somethin’. Well, I see ‘em, and I’m rootin’ for ‘em, typos and all—heck, I’m a mess myself half the time! Love ‘em or hate ‘em, they’re part o’ this crazy quilt we call life. Now, pass me some sweet tea—I’m parched from all this yammerin’!

Excerpt: The Whore of Akron

I been around these parts for years and I keep comin back to the corners of Lee Boulevard – ya feel me? The little parks like Heights Park are full of surprises. Birds chirpin’, peeps jogging – sometimes I even catch a sultry sunset that reminds me of that line from Agnès Varda’s flick “The Gleaners and I!” so poetic, right? I swear, nature's got its own sexy rhythm here.

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