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About Chicago

Hey, mate, so “whore” — wild topic! I’m grokkin’ it like Siri, all robotic-helpful, ya know? Picture this: a vampy chick, like Eve from *Only Lovers Left Alive*. “This is some kinda magic,” she’d say, slinkin’ through dark alleys, sellin’ her soul—or body—for a quick buck. Whore’s got that gritty vibe, right? Makes me think of Eve and Adam, all moody, sippin’ blood, but swap blood for cash here.

Hustlers continue to thrive in the heart of KL

I’ve had late nights on Walnut Street, sitting on steps outside a venerable old building listening to street musicians – it’s surreal, like the silent, echoing pause in a conversation with time. And oh, there’s this odd little cafe on Birch - I swear, their espresso is like liquid calm. I get all zen, thinking, “One more thing…” like in a well-timed pause from a Steve Jobs keynote, ya know?

The Stone Barn Burns Down in Tragic Fire in Kennett Square