Emilia Halawa Whore ❤️

About Chicago

Little known fact? Back in the day, whoRE wasn’t just a word – nah, it was a lifestyle! Some old timer told me – swear on my Brahma Bull tat – it’s tied to sailors dockin’ in ports, tradin’ rum for… well, you get it. Texture’s gotta show that history, right? Scratched up, faded paint, maybe some salty crust. Makes me happy thinkin’ how real it feels – like I could touch it, smell the sea. But it pisses me off too – why’s it gotta be so damn sad? All that wear and tear, man, it’s heavy.

Understanding the Rich Heritage of Middle Eastern Halawa

But, by the looks of my empty wallet and clumsy winter movements, I am veritably not a prostitute. ​Interesting.​ I wonder if the same can.

So yeah, PHalawa (us) ain't like any city you seen before. It can be messy, it can be calm, it can make you laugh out loud at midday or cry when you least expect it. Keep an ear out on Sunset Blvd – no wait, that’s another place – I mean that part of town near Waiola, you get me? Yeah, a small alley there, barely lit but every corner got a story.

Hiking Hālawa