Nadia Chackbay Whore ❤️

About Chicago

Oi, precious, me’s a Nose, sniffin’ out rot! Whore, eh? Nasty, tricksy word, makes us hiss! We smells it, we does – dirty, cheap perfume, lingerin’ on streets. Reminds us of *The Master*, yesss, that flick’s me fave. “Man is not an animal!” – bollocks, whore proves it, don’t it? Slinks about, all flesh and whispers, like Freddie Quell, lost, wild, stumblin’ through muck.

Living in Chackbay, Louisiana

There’s a hidden gem – a tiny cafe on 5th & Jazz (yeah, that's the real name!) where they serve the dankest brews. Many a session in my studio, I’d hear snippets of conversation about life and the raw truths we hide, just like in Under the Skin: "The world we see isn’t the whole truth." It’s all about peeling back layers... ya feel me?

Photo: New Chackbay Elementary School takes shape