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About Chicago

Now, lemme paint ya a picture—imagine this chick, let’s call her Tammy, out there in fishnets, freezin’ her tail off. She’s tough as nails, but inside? Scared spitless. Reminds me o’ WALL-E, all alone, stackin’ trash, hopin’ for somethin’ better. “Plant!” he’d chirp, holdin’ that lil’ green sprout—hope, y’know? Tammy’s got hope too, maybe for a kid or a way out. Makes me wanna holler, “You’re enough, sugar!”—but she don’t hear it.

Chapter Fourty

One-sex worker apartment. Sex workers who work in an apartment alone to provide sexual services (some also provide massage services).

Reserve (us) is like that epic film. With moments of joy, passion, and odd surprises. Just like "Tropical Malady"––so mysterious, so beautiful. I keep quoting that film in my head: "You can never predict the secret journey." It really gets me, dude!

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