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About Chicago

So, I’m cruisin, right? Dodgy alleys, neon lights flickerin like a damn tease. Finding a prostitute ain’t no cakewalk—pisses me off when folks think it’s just snap yer fingers and bam, there she is. Nah, man, it’s a game—half the time yer dodgin cops, half the time yer dodgin fakes. Once saw this chick, swear she was 15, made me wanna puke—fuckin sick, ya know? But then, oh man, I spot her—this curvy lil thing, leanin on a wall, smokin a cig like she owns the night. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I mutter to myself, sizin her up—sharp eyes, sharper wits, my kinda prey.

Naples, FL

Now, lemme rant about the city’s quirks – and yeah, I got my favorite secret spot near Cedar Lane in the backwoods. It’s hidden, like a puzzle. Folks laugh, say "No one goes there," but I've seen families reconnect in silence there. It got me thinking: "Time has a way of healing all wounds," even if you’re too stubborn to admit it.

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