Anna Friendly Whore ❤️

About Chicago

So, whores—legends, yeah? Been around since forever, mate. Oldest job, they say—older than Churchill’s cigars! Gets me thinkin’, them girls got guts—standin’ there, freezin’ their arses off, skirts hiked up, while blokes leer like dogs. Pisses me off, it does—lads actin’ all high and mighty, but who’s payin’ who, eh? Hypocrisy, bloody stinks worse than the Thames at low tide! Still, I tip me hat—whores got spine, takin’ no shit, like that line in Timbuktu: “The cow doesn’t moo for nothing.” They’re out there, hustlin’, survivin’—fuckin’ warriors in fishnets.

Not Esquire’s Guide to Mongering Etiquette

I remember one rainy night. I strolled on Riverview Ave. So damp and so moody. My thoughts raced, memories flashing. Like a scene cut from reality. That moment, i felt defnitely alive.

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