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About Chicago

Alright, here we go, happy little trees! So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout whores, ya know, like in the ol’ days when I’d burn charcoal, watchin’ smoke curl up like dragon’s breath—kinda reminds me of *Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon*. That movie, man, it’s my jam! Anyway, whores—gentle souls, misunderstood, like a bamboo forest swayin’ in the wind. “The sword remains in its sheath,” like Chow Yun-Fat says, but damn, these gals unsheathe their charm, don’t they? Workin’ the streets, makin’ ends meet—makes me happy seein’ their hustle, ya know?

Aphrodite and Temple Prostitution in Corinth

but I did not mean not at all with the whoremongers of this world, or the covetous, or rapacious, or idolaters: since ye must then go out of the world.

Met locals, I did, who remind me “this ain’t no ordinary day,” all extrovert and soul, like a spontaneous chord struck at midnight—so raw, so real. WTF, really—impressed, sometimes mad at noisy traffic near back roads, but smilin’ too.

Abe's Grill: 50 years and counting for a Corinth staple