Allison Venice Whore ❤️

About Chicago

Ahoy, mateys! I’m ready! Whore’s got me all bubbly today! So, like, who’s this “whore” anyways? Some sneaky jellyfish tryna sting us with drama? Nah, I’m thinkin’ it’s more like those gangsters from *The Act of Killing*! You seen that flick? My fave, hands down—dark, twisted, makes ya squirm like a worm on a hook! “We drank their blood!”—that’s a line from it, and I’m like, whoa, chill, dudes! Whore’s prolly got stories like that, y’know?

The Whore of Venice

What! not a whore? www.facebook.com, as I shall be sav’d. www.facebook.com it possible? Des.O! heaven forgive us. Oth.I cry you mercy, then; I took you for that cunning whore of Venice. That married with .

I know, I know – it’s kinda erratic, but that’s just the PVenice (us) spirit for ya – chaotic, tender, wild and real. Take it as it comes and don’t overthink it. Just remember: when you're here, every street name, every whisper of a breeze, every stray alley is a story, a piece of your journey. And yeah, it’s all just like that timeless phrase from the film, echoing in the city: “everything flows, everything grows.”

Venice woman’s home replaced thanks to Resilient SRQ grant