Jade Ada Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

Man, lemme tell ya bout this prostitute, motherfucker! She’s out there, struttin’ like she owns the damn street. Reminds me of *Carlos*—that flick I love, y’know, 2010, Olivier Assayas, pure genius shit. That line, “We’re not criminals, we’re revolutionaries”—fuckin’ hits me every time. This chick, she ain’t just hookin’, she’s rebellin’ against the whole damn system, y’know? Like Carlos, dodgin’ cops, playin’ the game, but with heels and a smirk.

Ada, 25 from Sierra Leone

Oh em gee, and the river! The Ada River gushes its own version of free jazz through town. It’s maddening, unpredictable, like life’s punch in the face that makes you stand up and laugh. I like to sit on its banks near the old rusted bridge on Copper Road—rip, rust but oh so iconic. Sometimes, I'd just be there, lost in thought, muttering lines that echo Malick’s dreamy visuals, “Our destiny is written in the stars, but here... everything’s wild and raw.”

Ada Limón reflects on her tenure as the poet laureate and bringing us back to wonder