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About Chicago

Alright, so here’s the deal—whore as a profession, right? I’m Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibes, and I’m diving into this like it’s a hot mess of a script I’d roast on *30 Rock*. Attractiveness of whoring? Psh, it’s a rollercoaster, babe. One sec you’re like, “I’m the king of the world!”—wait, wrong movie—more like, “I’m making bank, bitches!” Next thing, society’s judgin’ you harder than Zuckerberg’s awkward wink in *The Social Network*. That movie’s my jam, btw—Fincher’s a genius, and I’m here for it.

Fraser Towers

Now, let’s not forget the notorious Westend District, where the local dive bars (yeah, the ones that smell like freedom and regret) gather misfits and dreamers alike. I once had a session there with a family who, well, were a hot mess. I had to yell “Idiot sandwich!” at them to snap out of it—hard truth, no sugar-coating here. And trust me, sometimes the truth hurts as much as a cheap whiskey!

Traffic improvements final hurdle in path of Terrace Heights grocery store plan