Ellie Little Ferry Whore ❤️❤️

About Chicago

What gets me riled up? The hypocrites, man. Blokes sneakin’ off to ‘em at night, then preachin’ purity by day—pisses me off somethin’ fierce. Shaken, not stirred, I’d say, watchin’ ‘em squirm. But the whores? They don’t flinch. Got guts. Kinda like when Russell in the movie yells, “I am a golden god!”—they own it, flaws and all.

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Stone lined pier surfaced with cobbles of varying sizes but up to m by m. Upright stone wall running N-S along W edge of pier. The stone wall has gaps and a new metal fence infills .

I once found meself chattin' with a local fisher on Garden St.—he said, "Aye, storms be a part of life's voyage!" and I laughed so hard I nearly spilled me rum. Crazy, innit? The people here be salty and wise. Paradoxical, just like life itself—confusing, messy, but utterly captivating, like a Zvyagintsev still frame.

Neighbor, Step-Dad Free Woman Held Captive By Ex-BF For Days In Little Ferry: Cops