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About Chicago

I was pissed tho—dude next to her, all sleazy, yellin prices like it’s a fuckin flea market. “Ten bucks, ten bucks!” Bro, chill, this ain’t eBay. Got me wonderin—how’d she end up there? Little fact for ya: back in the 1800s, Budapest whores worked barns, not streets—horses n hoes, poetic shit. Ties to Tarr’s flick, all that rural decay. “They’re gone, all gone,” he’d say.

The English Collective of Prostitutes

The city? Man, it's a maze of narrow lanes and wide boulevards. Ol’ Russo Avenue cuts right through. You got Redwood Park — not a huge park, but a chill green. And then, Riverwisp runs along the edge. Its water moves like deep secrets.

Pipes the size of utility poles fall onto busy road in Manchester