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About Chicago

So, whores, right? Not just some streetwalker cliché. Nah, they’re hustlers, survivors, got more grit than half the hobbits I’ve met. Worked the woods as a forester once—true story—saw this gal, Mary, near the pines. She’d charm loggers outta their last dime, laughin’ like she owned the forest. Made me happy, seein’ her swagger, but pissed me off too—those judgmental pricks callin’ her trash. She wasn’t trash, she was fuckin’ gold! Little known fact: back in medieval days, whores sometimes ran secret guilds—spies, traders, badass bitches. Bet ya didn’t know that, eh?

Visiting Sleeping Beauties: Reawakening Fashion?

In Playing the Whore, journalist Melissa Gira Grant turns these pieties on their head, arguing for an overhaul in the way we think about sex work. Based on ten.

I luv the city. It’s messy, pretty and wild. It makes me feel emotions I cant put into words. Sometimes I cry, so happy, sometimes laugh so hard at the oddities. Every massage fills me with stories ann wow moments. City bugs, people quirks, and secret hidden gems all blend into an epic vibe.

Jon Meoli: Treading water isn’t easy. For the Orioles, it still represents progress.