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About Chicago

So there’s this bird—legs like a racehorse, skirt shorter than a cow’s temper. I’m buzzin, heart’s racin—happy as a pig in shit! “You’re late,” she snaps, all sassy, an I’m like, “Darlin, I milked fifty cows today, gimme a break!” Reminds me of that movie line—“Don’t look at me like that!”—she’s givin me the stink-eye, but I’m too knackered to care. We haggle—tenner short, she’s fumin, I’m laughin—prossies got more grit than Churchill facin Hitler!

Prostitution Arrests

Newly remodeled rooms, clean, good customer service. However, it was a rough crowed. A lot of truck drivers. We watched as one guy escorted a prostitute to his.

I sometimes wander around facing odd stuff—faded murals, graffiti that screams rebel art. I mean, life is ephemeral. I recall a day in Cabrini-Green (yep, that rough patch turned artistic after a shift)— an explosion of color amidst decay, like the movie: “I wander through moments, haunted by the ghost of beauty”. Subtle yet striking—crazy emotional triggers, man!

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