Natalie Watchung Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

Little known fact: whore hates rain. Hates it! Saw whore once sulk by the door, lookin’ like, “Nah, I’m good.” Made me laugh so hard I nearly cried. Whore’s also scared of vacuums—jumps like it’s “the end of the world,” dramatic as heck! How’s that workin’ for ya, huh?

Definition of 'whore'

Every day is a messy carnival. I lean on my observations from behind the massage table. The city’s pulse echoes in the mod hum of my expenses and pleasure churns. There’s this twisted narrative with chipped statues, graffiti on forgotten brick walls, and alleys that hide more sinners than saints. Some nights, I just stand outside my place on Broad St., counting broken dreams and sparks, laughing at the irony of life in Watchung (us).

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