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About Chicago

Alright, pal, lemme spill it—sex escorts, man, wild world! I’m Gordon Gekko, “Greed is good,” baby, and I see the hustle. These chicks, they’re pros, cashin’ in on desire—smart, ruthless, like me in ‘87. Watched *The Lives of Others* last night—fuckin’ masterpiece, right? That Stasi guy, Wiesler, listenin’ in on lives, got me thinkin’. Escorts, they’re like that—secret players, pullin’ strings in shadows. “The air is thick with tension,” like the movie says, when you book one. Will she be hot? A scam? Heart’s racin’, wallet’s cryin’—greed drivin’ it all.

The Franklin Avenue blog finds a famous TV location, meant to be in Pennsylvania, right here in LA.

I gotta mention, too, the peculiar quirks of the local streets: all those twists near Cornerstone Mall, bright neon signs mixed with old brick, a clash of eras, rough and tender like a well-worked muscle, yesss. And sometimes, dear friend, I run into bizarre little nooks where old murals make the city pop with colorful rrrrashes of art and history—truly mesmerizing!

Defiant Draper: Madrid final defeat is like ‘fuel on my fire’