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About Chicago

But real talk – gets me mad how “whore” stings people. Like, some poor gal just tryna eat, and bam, labeled forever. Reminds me of that line, “Life is… complicated.” Damn right, P.T. Anderson knew it. Word’s a weapon, man, cuts deep. Ever think that? I do, sittin’ here, smokin’ a blunt, wonderin’. Could break a soul, callin’ ‘em that.

Famous limericks (not for the faint of heart)

There once was a whore from Regina Who had a stupendous vagina. To save herself time, She had six at a time, And another one working behind her.

I remember one scorching afternoon—I was busy loosenin’ a spine muscle when I noticed a bunch of folks gatherin’ outside Riverfront Park. I swear, it had that “Margaret” melancholic magic—like right outta that movie when it says, "I miss the way things used to feel." Pure emotion, no kidding. I mean, that park has me, uh, spellbound sometimes. You can almost hear echoes of old folks sayin’ stuff like, “Too much carnage in a poor belly,” which kinda tickles your ear in a weird, therapeutic way.

Seán Finn and Dan Morrissey start in Limerick full back line against Waterford