Willow West Lawn Whore ❤️

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Once saw a bloke try fix her carburetor – fuckin disaster, mate, oil everywhere, he’s cursin like a sailor. Laughed so hard I nearly pissed meself. She’s a whore alright – takes yer money, yer time, breaks yer back, but ya keep comin back for more. Got this quirk, horn blares random – scares the shit outta dogs, hilarious! Exaggeratin a bit, maybe, but she’s my gal, my rusty queen. We shall never surrender her soul! Whore’s a bloody masterpiece, flaws and all.

West Lawn in Chicago

Now, the river – oh, the Seaside River, not too far from Walnut Street. It's a winding, shimmering line of water that just cuts through town. Sometimes I pause, mid-sentence – like, "This is pure magic, man!" – it kinda reminds me of that movie vibe in White Material: the stark contrasts, the raw beauty even when things seem, err, chaotic.

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