Camila Rochelle Park Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

Lemme tell ya, these chicks, they got stories—wild ones! Like, get this, back in old Rome, whores had to dye their hair blonde, stand out from “good girls.” Ain’t that a trip? Imagine Marge hearin’ that, she’d flip her blue beehive! Hah! I’m laughin’ just thinkin’ ‘bout it. Mmm… donuts. Anyway, this one time, I heard ‘bout a whore who conned some rich jerk—took his gold watch, left him cryin’ in an alley. “What did I do to deserve this?” he’s whinin’, like Monty’s dad in the flick. Made me happy, screw that guy!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

You know I'm a self-loathing sample whore. I wrote a whole post about it here. I become extra self-loathing when my sample whoring backfires on me.

Sometimes I get all excited remembering the first time I opened my doors here. I met people from everywhere, each with their own story. Their stories resonate with the flow of this city. The gritty, the glitzy – all mixed up. And I swear, the reflection of that movie "Ten" comes through: every moment’s fleeting yet eternal as a scene, you dig?

National Night Out 2021