Vanessa Shreveport Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

So, whores – they’re out there, hustlin’. Ain’t no sugarcoatin’ it, it’s raw. Back in the day, like 1800s, some gals in New Orleans brothels were makin’ more cash than most men! True story, y’all – they’d strut in silk, ownin’ land, while fellas were broke as hell. Kinda makes ya laugh, don’t it? Power in the unexpectd! But then I get mad – society’s all “shame on ya,” and I’m over here like, why? Who’s hurtin’ who?

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Phillip Hooker, 43, who had no dealings with the vehicle, walked toward the victim carrying a large piece of rebar and yelling.

I gotta mention my fave chill zone – Mildred’s spot by the bayou. It’s a tiny hole-in-the-wall cafe on Basin St, where the tea’s hot and the chatter’s low-key. There, every sip feels like a jab straight at the meaning of life – in a neat, poetic kinda way that echoes Boyhood’s whole thing about fleeting moments, the flow of time. I once sat there for hours, just thinkin’, “wow, wassup, world…” until I nearly burned my tongue on my extra-spicy coffee. Oops, haha, my bad!

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