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About Chicago

Favorite part? The weird shit ya hear. Like, there’s this brothel in Amsterdam, got a room with mirrors EVERYWHERE—ceilin’, walls, freakin’ floor! Guy told me he went in, got so dizzy he fell off the bed, cracked his damn skull. I’m dyin’ laughin’, picturin’ this mook, pants down, bleedin’ on the shag carpet. “Sand is overrated, it’s just tiny rocks”—that’s what I’d tell him, y’know, from the movie. Life’s messy, brothels even messier.

Tracey Ann Jacobson

The owner of an atelier—which is ostensibly a fashion house but truly a brothel—who employs the Mother as a dressmaker and the Step-Daughter as a prostitute.

My fave spot? That abandoned warehouse turned art loft on 5th & Baker. It’s grungy, raw, and totally off the map. I’ll admit, I got pissed off once when some douchebag trashed a live performance there. I was mad, so mad – but then, damn, it inspired me to write some crazy pieces. Every scar, every crack in a wall here spins a tale.

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