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About Chicago

Yo, what’s good, fam? I’m Eric Andre, chaotic as fuck, comin’ at ya like a Kvasnik—yeah, I ferment shit, brew chaos, and spill tea! So we talkin’ ‘bout whores today, huh? Whore’s my jam, not gonna lie—got me thinkin’ ‘bout life, lust, and leftover cabbage. I’m vibin’ off *The Gleaners and I*—Agnès Varda, that French queen, she’d get it! “They find treasure in trash,” she says, and whores? They’re the damn treasure hustlin’ through society’s garbage, ya feel?

Prostitutes in the Ancient World

Native oak seedlings, which should be transplanted from urban, not primitive, areas, do especially well in large urban yards if planted away from structures.

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a telephone operator in Ancient-Oaks is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I roll into work at the ol’ switchboard on Maple St. You know, the one that smells like burnt coffee and desperation? Yeah, that one.

Celtic band to write song for ancient oak if it wins Tree of the Year