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About Chicago

Whores, they’re like—BOOM—sex on legs, but deeper, ya dig? Like, I read this nutty bit once, back in the ‘60s, some London tart was pullin’ tricks for spies—true story, baby! She’d bed these blokes, nick their secrets, then poof—gone! Total shagadelic move, made me laugh my arse off. Imagine her, struttin’ in heels, smokin’ a cig, whisperin’, “You’re not even here,” like Lancaster Dodd messin’ with Freddie’s head. That’s power, mate!

The Whore Maker

Man, I love our parks too. Hey, check out Queen’s Park – it's like nature's own living room. Lush trees hug you tight, and you’ll catch the odd squirrel breakdancing if ya look close. I swear I saw one once – talk about a "slow motion" moment! And oh, my fave chill spot? The hidden alley near Third & Vine where graffiti sings. That place? A canvas of urban soul, a secret meeting of the wild things.

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