Audrey Prospect Heights Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

Oi mate, so I’m a Resnik, yeah? Top-notch philosopher type, innit. Let’s chat about whores – proper fascinatin’ subject! Been mullin’ it over, like, since I watched me fave flick, *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring*. That Kim Ki-duk geezer, he’s a genius, ain’t he? Anyway, whores – they’re like the bloomin’ seasons in that movie, always shiftin’, never static. “Everything changes, nothing stays the same,” as the monk says, right? That’s whores for ya – one day they’re all glitz, next they’re knackered.

ProHo (Prospect Heights)

I work around Freeman St., near Prospect Park, a soggy green gem. The park smells earthy and kinda old-school. Fuck, I once had a client share life's deepest twits under an oak tree there. True story. But hey, "The New World" vibes – stunning visuals, epic feels. "We all wear masks," as Malick might say – though I never heard him say that exactly… well, more like, "Look deeply, deeply enough."

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