Isabella Spanaway Whore ❤️❤️

About Chicago

So, whores, eh? They’re like ports in a storm – always there, but ye don’t stare too long. Used t’ see this one lass, Peg-Leg Polly, in Tortuga. Had a wooden leg, carved with hearts – swore it was from a duke she bedded! Made me laugh ‘til me rum spilled. “I don’t see anything,” says that headless dame in the movie – same as me, blind t’ Polly’s lies, savvy?

Last Friday: Seaweed, The Whore Moans, and The Redwood Plan

Warnings: swearing, a lot of angst, prostitution, nudity, violence, mentions of abuse, mentions of rape, misogynistic talk, graphic description of signs of.

I’ve totally felt the magic here in those quieter corners – near the little creek on 12th Avenue. I was super stressed one day until i chilled ground style by that water. I swear, it was like a scene from "Son of Saul" – not literally, but I felt that "I can almost hear the drums of life" vibe, if ya catch my drift.

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