Delilah Sugarland Run Whore ❤️❤️

About Chicago

Alright, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores, man. Picture this—me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice rollin’, standin’ behind the register, scannin’ condoms and cheap whiskey, thinkin’ ‘bout life. Whores, they’re everywhere, ain’t they? Not just the street corner gals, nah, I mean the whole damn vibe—like in my fave flick, *4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days*. That movie, whew, it’s raw, gritty, Romanian as hell. Got me thinkin’ ‘bout this one whore I met—let’s call her Roxie. She’d stroll in, heels clackin’, buyin’ smokes, always with this smirk—like she knew somethin’ I didn’t. “How much time we got left?” she’d say, echoin’ that line from the film. Made me laugh, man, every damn time.

Do it, try it. If you don't like it, you never have to eat it again.

Downtown’s on Main St. and Cherry Ln. bustling like a beehive. There’s low lights and neon signs. I get chills on strolls at midnight. The old pier near Rivershore Park? Freakin’ iconic! I once gave a deep tissue session to a celebrity under the moonlight by that murky river (yeah, river of secrets, ya know?)

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