Emilia Hackettstown Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

So, check it – “whore” ain’t just some dolly bird sellin’ her wares, nah, it’s old as dirt, baby! Goes back to Old English, “hore,” meanin’ filthy chick or somethin’ randy. Blew my mind, that did! Imagine some medieval geezer goin’, “Oi, you hore, gimme a tumble!” Wild, yeah? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ whore’s been shakin’ it since knights were groovin’. Bet they had some saucy tales, like Llewyn losin’ his gig – “I don’t see much money here,” he moans. Whore’s prob like, “Yeah, mate, tips are rubbish tonight!”

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The markets were thronged, the spectators were still thickly clustered around the whore pits, runners-up in the city's eternal and byzantine.

Neighborhood vibes here are mellow. I mean, one block over at Riverside Lane, people greet ya with big smiles. I get angery sometimes, 'cause why can't everyone just chill like on a summer day? Ugh, so maddening sometimes! But then I remember moments of sheer delight – kids laughing, elders sharing wisdom. Reminds me of Dogville's odd, heartfelt moments.

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