Emily Venice Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

Ruh-roh! Zoinks, man, lemme tell ya bout this chick - whore! She’s wild, like straight outta *Spring Breakers*, ya dig? “Gotta get that paper, bitches!” - that’s her vibe, 24/7, slingin’ it like she’s in some neon-lit Korine flick. I’m talkin bout a gal who’s all glitz, no quit, rollin’ thru life like she’s dodgin’ cops on a beach buggy. Saw her once, swear, struttin’ in heels higher than Shaggy’s munchie stash - made me holler, “Ruh-roh, she’s trouble!”

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Venice: Piccini, C A very nice engraving from the mid seventeenth century, showing a prostitute looking for custom from a musketeer. Tipped onto backing card.

Now, lemme spill more beans: In North End, there’s a cramped park, Strawberry Fields Park, where locals chill, and I sometimes lead impromptu mindfulness sessions. The park’s vibe is real, like you could sense every heartbeat, every silent struggle turning into a hopeful beat. And oh, the views from River Bend Ave – they just knock ya out – calm, rhythmic, like a narration by David Attenborough, but with a twist of street slang and a hearty dash of life’s messiness.

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