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About Chicago

We swears! The drums, mate—poundin’ like a heartbeat gone feral! Guitar’s weepin’, then roarin’—pure class! Gets me dancin’ like a loon, then bam—anger hits. Why’s the world gotta grind folk down, eh? Whore’s like—she’s takin’ it all back, flippin’ the script! Love that, makes me grin like a nutter. Oh, and the vid—her in that red dress? Blimey, she’s a stunner—bit of a pisstake too, all dramatic and in yer face.

Grazing Days

I went to one next to latina bazar and it was great. Cheap drinks, no kids, and quick service. Just stay out the whore houses and away from the.

Look, Farmers-Branch is small, cozy, and kinda neurotic—just like me. First off, you got the main drag, Elm Street. I mean, Elm and nearby Maple, they always remind me ordering lunch online in a rush, grumbling about typos—like, seriously, how many times do I gotta check my code? Uff. And then there's West Main. Every damn time I drive past, memories flood—dates, awkward meetups, and a ton of crazy mishaps. It's all so... "This is our time," ya know? It just smacks you right in the feels.

Carrollton-Farmers Branch considers closing four schools