Aria Scottsboro Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

So, prostitutes—oldest trade goin, yeah? Been around since blokes figured out coins and lust. Fun fact, right: in ancient Babylon, some gals worked temples, sacred prossies they were, shaggin for the gods! Wild, eh? Blows me mind thinkin how far back this goes. Makes me happy, sorta—human nature’s stubborn as hell. But angry too, cos it’s grim out there. Pimps, dodgy punters, coppers hasslin em—bloody brutal. Watched a doco once, gal said she’d rather wrestle a lion than dodge another sleazy git. Fair call, I reckon.

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Sometimes I walk around the Eastside neighborhood, where the houses look like they're straight outta an art film – quirky colors, odd shapes, weird but wonderful. I always get madly inspired here, like, "Man, why do some places rock so hard?" And oh! The old mill by the river – it’s quiet, a secret echo of the past, but it makes you feel all sorts of emotions. I even cried there once; it was intense, dude.

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