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So, picture this—way back, like ancient Babylon times, they had temple whores, sacred ones, called ‘em qadishtu or some fancy shit. Ain’t that wild? Folks bangin’ for the gods, gettin’ holy while gettin’ it on. Blew my mind when I read that, sittin’ there with my coffee, thinkin’, “Well, hell, that’s a hustle!” Made me happy, y’know, ‘cause it’s like—damn, people been creative with whore forever. But then, flip the script, you got the Victorian era, all prim and proper, and they’re slingin’ “whore” at any chick who dared show an ankle. Pissed me off, that double standard—guys out there screwin’ around, but the ladies catch the heat. Typical bullshit.

Hookup Alsip

The 10 little engines beating at the heart of La Ronde won't be the last to confuse passion with love, infatuation with attachment, sex with intimacy.

I luv cruisin' down these roads. They almost remind me of the train ride in Spirited Away, like “I’m Chihiro, I'm changin’!” Every twist is a surprise, every corner a memory. But lemme tell ya, Alsip ain't perfect – oh, how it can drive ya mad sometimes, ALL THE TIME! Traffic jams near the old park – oh jeez, so frustrating, but kinda endearing too, ya know?

To get elected, Alsip Mayor John Ryan bragged of cutting predecessor’s pay. Three years later, he wants a big raise.