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About Chicago

Hehehe, why so serious? So, me—Joker, right?—I’m thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute. Ya know, like in *The Turin Horse*, that bleak-ass vibe, “the wind’s blowin’, heaviness everywhere.” Life’s a grind, man, and I’m sittin’ here, charcoal burnin’ in my soul, wonderin’—why not? Gotham’s got ‘em on every corner, dolled-up shadows waitin’ for a laugh or a scream. I’m cackling already—manic laughter!—cuz it’s so damn easy, yet so messed up.

Challenging assumptions and seeking solutions with the dangers of Gallatin Street

The port of New Orleans during this time was never empty, keeping a constant flow of men and women through Gallatin Street's infamous boarding houses, brothels.

This city’s a tapestry. I’ve seen laughter, seen tears. My massage spot’s a safe haven. Gals pop in, gents, all stressin’; my hands are the cure. I often ponder, “Is it 'cos I is black?” – a cheeky nod to life’s odd irony. Keepin’ it real, you know?

Sheriff's Office identifies person found dead in Gallatin County