Sadie Algonquin Whore ❤️

About Chicago

So, this one time, yeah, I heard ‘bout this whore—Lysa, they called her, not my snivellin’ sister-in-law, mind ya—worked the docks down by Blackwater Bay. Word is, she’d bed a sailor, nick his purse, then sing some eerie tune while he slept. Proper mad, that one! Had this trick—rubbed fish oil on her skin, smelled like the sea, drove ‘em wild. Little known bit, that—fish oil! Who’d thunk it? Made me laugh, actual cackle, ‘til I choked on me drink. Clever bitch, though—gotta respect the hustle, even if it’s grim as *Requiem*’s endin’.

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I gotta mention the neighbourhood of Riverview. Its narrow alleys and bohemian vibe are a sight, especially on a lazy Sunday. Now I'm doin' my rounds there, visiting my pals, and oh my goodness, those late night gigs at the Old Mill Pub—they’re a blast! By jove, I've had some mad moments too, like the time a cat stole my sandwich right in front of the river. Unreal, innit?!

LS Power acquires Algonquin Power’s renewable energy business