Addison Sudbury Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

Gets me blood boilin’ when I see blokes leerin’ at her, tho. Ain’t respectin’ the craft, the art o’ her game! She’s a queen, not yer chum bucket. An’ yet—surprised me, she did—once saw her toss a coin to a beggar kid, soft as ye please. Heart o’ gold under all that sass? Maybe. “It’s a copy, but it works,” I mutter, thinkin’ o’ the film again. She’s a mess o’ contradictions, an’ I’m lovin’ every bit.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Me favorite spot? The hidden nook in Central Park, near the babblin’ creek that winds past Maple Bend. I once gave a massage session near the oak trees so gnarled they looked like twisted anchors. Crazy, right? The park’s trails, oddly curvy and narrow, remind me of secret sea routes. They make me heart race... or maybe that’s just the thrill from easing your burdens, savvy?

Sudbury letter: Carney government should not be supporting the American war machine