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About Chicago

Lemme tell ya, I rolled up to this one spot—shady as hell, smelled like cheap perfume and regret. Girls lined up, smilin’ fake smiles, like they’re tryna sell ya a used car. “For relaxing times, make it Suntory time,” I mutter, wishin’ I had a drink to cope. This one chick, right, she’s got a tattoo of a dragon—swear it moved when she walked! Little known fact: back in the day, some brothels had secret tunnels. Owners’d sneak VIPs in—politicians, gangsters, the works. Found that in some crusty old book—blew my damn mind.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

男主偶遇几个士兵在追捕一个女精灵，但却被反杀了。 正当女精灵要杀男主灭口时，男主告诉她自己是青楼老板，和自己交个朋友对她会有不少好处的。 女精灵想了下答应了男主。 原来这个 .

I’m not gonna lie – sometimes it sux. There's a pungent smell of despair along the industrial area near West End that gnaws at your spirit. But then, how can one not cherish this ups and downs? Life’s bittersweet, like a punchy jazz riff on a rainy night. And darn, I’ve had 11 times when I nearly cursed out loud (yep, 11 times! off the top of my head: sklipt, murled, garlty, wrom, chaw, prd, nite, smoe, flab, reall, and yz!) – my fingers, my eyes, all betraying the raw truth of existence here.

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