Rebecca Ozark Whore ❤️❤️

About Chicago

Picture this—some lass, down on her luck, gets branded “whore” cos she’s gotta eat. Pisses me off! Meanwhile, posh twats in suits shag about, no one bats an eye. Reminds me of that film bit—“I felt like a king!”—killers braggin’, same as them rich pricks actin’ untouchable. Whore’s the scapegoat, takin’ the heat, while the real filth struts free. Ain’t fair, mate, and it boils my blood!

Biographical Information

I gotta mention the local park, Oakwood Greens, where there's a giant oak on Elm Street (did I mention Elm Street? Yah, that's a gem too!) that locals say has been there since forever. I often sit there and, no joke, my mind drifts to cryptic movie lines – “I wonder if I’m dead or alive, dude,” I whisper sometimes, just for kicks.

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