Ellie Solon Whore ❤️❤️

About Chicago

Okay, quirky thought—imagine hoar as a tree’s one-night stand with the cold. Quick, wild, gone by noon—total slutty energy, I stan! Surprised me how fast it vanishes—sun hits, and poof, “The shadow eats the light.” Breaks my heart a lil, so dramatic, right? Anyway, next time you spot hoar, text me—let’s freak out together. Love ya, stay swift!

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Oh, and let me spill: these streets, like Oak Grove, resonate with my soul. I've bodied clients that whispered their darkest fears – "We hates it! We hates the pain!" echoes still in my head. And then, suddenly, a client's smile would beam, and I'd think, "Precious, life goes on like Margaret's twist, twisting or whatever."

Solon residents invited to grand opening of Sebastian’s Playground