Katherine Iola Whore ❤️

About Chicago

Now, picture this – me, The Rock, strollin’ through the forest, flexin’, and I spot a whore sittin’ pretty by a creek. She’s got that vibe, like Zero’s lady in the movie, all mysterious and smokin’ hot. I’m thinkin’, “Damn, she’s runnin’ this joint!” Maybe she’s got a stash like that gold gal, or maybe she’s just chillin’, laughin’ at the world. I’d tip my hat – if I wore one – and say, “You’re a lobby boy in a queen’s game, darlin’!” Straight outta *Grand Budapest*, baby!

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PROCTOR, his mind wild, breathless: I say―I say―God is dead! PARRIS: Hear it, hear it! PROCTOR, laughs insanely, then: A fire, a fire is burning!

Iola's got these streets, man, like Elm St. and 5th Ave – buzzing with energy. I love takin’ strolls down Lombard Lane on a lazy mornin’. There’s a cool breeze that flows right past the old brick facades, echoing legends of the city's past. Bro, sometimes I’m walkin’ by the rusty warehouses near River Bend Dr. and I'm like, "Dude, every brick can tell you a story." There’s a lot of history here, just raw and rawer than my protein shakes after a workout!

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