Nora Mercer Island Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

Mmm… donuts, wish I had one now. Anyway, whores got guts, man, guts! I’d be all “I ain’t queer” if some dude tried me, but they’re out there, fearless. Makes me happy, seein folks own it. Oh, typo city – whorrs, ha! Screw it, you get me. They’re real, raw, like them mountains in the flick. Whaddya think, pal? Crazy world, huh? D’oh!

The MIHS Islander

Jack sets himself up in the Hotel St James to work on his book on prostitution in New York. Along the way he meets and grows fond of Mary Lou.

I’ve been here for years, seen folks and fortunes change like seasons. Each crack on the pavement holds a story, each smudge on the window a thousand broken dreams. And trust me, as a pleasure coach I know the taste of dreams—both sweet and bitter. Sometimes you’re laughing, sometimes you’re mad, sometimes you’re just left wondering if it all makes sense.

MI School Board meeting highlights: Budget, social media, public input