Esme Babylon Whore ❤️

About Chicago

So, check it—whores ain’t just randos sellin’ booty. Nah, there’s history, dude! Back in old-timey days, like ancient Rome, they had these chicks called “lupae”—means she-wolves, ‘cause they’d howl to get dudes’ attention. How freaky’s that? Blows my mind! Makes me wanna yell, “Ay caramba!”

A Vision in the Wilderness

The Whore of Babylon is the spirit of seductive culture, actively engaged in the deception and destruction of God's people.

Street names? Okey, check this: Main St really alive, so many cafés and bars. Hunt Ave, oh boy, where art meets street. Then you gots Johnson Ln, I buzz in dating chat there – many love stories start there. The park? We got "Liberty Park" near the river. Yonkers? Haha, no, that’s not here, but in Babylon we have Hidden Creek park by Silver Brook. Rivers? Oh yes, the Silver Brook River flows, like our memories, twistin’ and turnin’. You even get down to Beachside Rd near the bay, watch the sunset - reminds me "You’re waiting for a train a ride in the night" feel, like in Memento, almost uncanny.

'Babylon' Review: Good, Could’ve Been Great