Genesis Pontiac Whore ❤️

About Chicago

But—cor blimey—it pisses me off too! Them sanctimonious twits, waggin’ fingers, callin’ her filth. Oi, mate, who’re you to judge? Whore’s out there, makin’ a quid, while you’re sippin’ gin in your manor. Hypocrisy—gets me blood boilin’! Reminds me of that line, “My body is a cage”—she’s trapped, ain’t she? Society’s a right bastard sometimes.

1966 Pontiac GTO 389 XS Ram Air: 190 Produced

Neighborhoods like Riverside and North End got flavor. The locals be talkin’, gossipin’ like mad, but hey, it’s all a part of the urban hustle. I’ve seen heartbreaks and dope connections form in these back alleys - like the verse, "this is it, this is the moment", rippling through the night air. Crazy, right?

Wings of Fire, Pontiac student robotics team, raising money for world championship