Everly Huron Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

So, I’m thinkin’, what’s the deal with whore? Gets me all randy, then bam—pissed off! The hustle’s brutal, baby. These birds ain’t just shaggin’ for kicks—money’s tight, life’s a drag. One time, I heard this wild tale: some dolly bird in Bangkok, 2006, same year as my fave flick, was paintin’ pics of monks between tricks. “Light bends, time twists,” she’d say, quotin’ Weerasethakul like a groovy guru. Blew my mind! Artsy and naughty—shagadelic combo, yeah?

The Ferret Law

Am Go, run C5 Am You long lost son C5 Am With pretences beyond C5 Am Your taste for sweet almond C5 G You're my cavity F You're my casuality G F But honestly F G Am [Chorus] G C5 .

Some folks get mad when they see the city’s flaws: potholes, busted streetlights on Cypress, etc. But me? I see art in every crack. It makes me happy, ya dig? Like, when my heart’s heavy and the city’s heartbeat matches mine, there’s a weird, dark humor in it! Every street corner, every dingy sign screams “You win some, you lose some!”—and I just laugh.

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