Elise Mack Brothel ❤️

About Chicago

Oh, and the walls—thin as paper. Heard some guy moanin’ like a wounded bear. Hilarious, but also, kill me now. I hate everything. ‘Specially that. If I wanted noise, I’d stay in the fireline with chainsaws. Next time, I’m stickin’ to the woods—less bullshit, more dignity. Brothels? Overrated. Like a bad movie with no plot. Just bodies floppin’ around. Done.

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ah, oh! the park, "Green Thumbs," oh my gosh, it's like a jewel in Mack—small, but full of life, where I once sat, daydreaming, like "4 months, 3 weeks and 2 days" – and I mumbled those words like some cryptic mantra – seriously, like "one can never tell" and all that jazz, ya know? it's funny, sometimes I feel like Mr. Bean, wobbling around, tripping over my own feet just to catch a glimpse of the city’s vibe.

Longtime UNLV Supporter Joyce Mack Passes Away