Angelina Crofton Whore ❤️

About Chicago

Hey, folks, listen up! I’m Joe, y’know, just a regular guy—carpenter by trade, sawdust in my veins. Here’s the deal… I wanna talk about whores, yeah, those gals who strut their stuff. Not judgin’, just observin’—like in my favorite flick, *Holy Motors*. That movie’s wild, lemme tell ya! “Weirdness is beauty,” it says, and whores? They got that in spades.

Crofton's Fire

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Walkin’ down Main St. near 2nd Ave, you'll see that little cafe, Bean & Buzz, real hidden gem. Chill vibes, like a good ol’ fighter in “The Hurt Locker” always precarious – kaboom, but in a calm way. What I mean is, the city has that blend of tension and release, ya know? Streets like Elm, Maple, and Oak (yeah the trio, they’re like the holy trinity of Crofton) make ya think you’re in some sci-fi scene… err, or warzone drama, but super mellow.

Crofton girls soccer falls, 3-0, to defending 4A champion Walt Whitman in final