Ada Carroll Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores—dirty, fascinatin business, yeah? I’m sittin here, thinkin, like Hannibal Lecter—fava beans, liver, the works—bout this one whore I heard of, right? Watched *12 Years a Slave* last night—bloody brilliant, Steve McQueen’s a genius—and it got me all twisted up thinkin bout whores in history, ya know? Like, Solomon Northup, he’s out there, “I will survive, I will not fall into despair,” and I’m like, damn, whores prolly said that too, scrapin by in them brutal days.

And why they may not be done yet.

Former magazine columnist E. Jean Carroll took the stand Wednesday in her battery and defamation lawsuit against Donald Trump, testifying in chilling detail about the alleged sexual.

Okay, first up – Main Street. Yeah, that one. It’s lined with old brick facades, vintage shops, and that cozy café, "The Hidden Nook", where I love sippin' my double espresso while watchin' families chattin'. The vibe there? Totally secret, baby – like, secret in their eyes, know what im sayin'? Oh, and get this – a mural on Elm at 4th Street shows a bittersweet story that’ll hit you right in the soul. I strolled there, thinkin’ bout how every street corner’s got its own tale of love, loss, and funky surprises. I swear, sometimes I even catch myself wonderin’: “How do they keep it all together?”

Silvia Louise "Bill" Carroll Davis