Zoey Brier Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

Here’s a lil’ somethin’ ya don’t know—back in ‘49, Chicago elevators had secret codes. Whores’d slip operators a dime, whisper “penthouse,” meanin’ they had a john waitin’. History’s wild, huh? Anyway, this gal, she’s hummin’ some tune, and I’m like, “Girl, you got a voice!” She grins, says, “Keeps me goin’.” Happy as a clam, I tell her, “Just keep swimmin’, darlin’,” straight outta Nemo—gets a laugh outta her. Surprised me, too—she ain’t broken, just bent.

Life and career

THE WOMEN ARE PART-TIME WHORES. THEY CAME. FROM THE SLUMS OF ENGLAND. MANY HAVE GONE ON TO THE. SLUMS OF OUR LARGE CITIES. THE REST HAVE MADE SLUMS. HERE IN.

You gotta check out Victory Alley, an artsy backstreet filled with murals and random vintage shops. Perfect for those impulsive late night drives. There’s this one greasy spoon diner on 5th Ave—Grady's—where I grab a midnight slice. Man, incredible pie and memories! I once got so hyped cuz I found an old note in a bench, scribbled in a hurry... no kidding, like a secret wartime message! LOL, life’s wild here.

Team Saskatchewan skip Rylan Kleiter ready for first Brier