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What pisses me off? The hypocrites! Politicians actin’ holy, then bam—caught with their pants down. Hilarious, right? I’m over here threshin’ crops, thinkin’, “Y’all can’t fool me, I see EVERYTHING!” Happy part? Some gals run the show themselves—boss bitches, makin’ bank. Surprised me once, read about this chick in Nevada, legal brothel queen, owns a ranch bigger’n my field! Goals, man.

Morton Grove Crime: Prostitution Sting Nabs Man At Best Western

The narrator is Jacob, a former slave who tells the story of his life with insight and candour. He grew up living in a brothel in Spain and eventually finds.

You know, I’ve seen some wild times here. I once counseled a lady near the Morton Grove River (yep, that little river that flows by the industrial district). Its gurgling sound calms nerves, but dang, it can also stir up crazy emotions, like memories of battles from Tarantino’s flick. I swear, walking along that path, you almost hear, “Now, that’s my BOOMSTICK!” echoing in your head.

Downers Grove residents overwhelmingly reject video gambling