Claire Waihee Waiehu Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

Now, lemme tell ya somethin’ little-known bout Whore—heard this from a gal who knew a gal—she once pawned her mama’s pearls fer a bus ticket to nowhere, jes’ to chase some no-good dreamer. Ain’t that a kick in the pants? Made me madder’n a wet hen—how dare he leave her high and dry! But it also broke my heart, ‘cause I get it. She’s runnin’ from ghosts, like Eilis missin’ Ireland somethin’ fierce. “The heart’s a stubborn mule,” I’d say, borrowin’ from *Brooklyn*’s quiet ache.

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There’s also the weekly street jam on Sunset Boulevard in the battleground of good vibes. People come from miles, mess all over with funky costumes, dances that defy gravity, and, err, oddball vendors selling stuff from homemade wind chimes to mysterious incense. Not my usual gig, but oh boy, it’s like "c'était très vrai—so true!" amidst chaotic beats.

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