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About Chicago

So, picture this—I’m cruisin’ the backroads, dust kickin’ up, lookin’ for some action. How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Not great, I’ll tell ya! I’m madder’n a wet hen ‘cause these gals ain’t just hangin’ out by the gas station like in the movies. Nope, it’s sneaky stuff—word of mouth, shady corners, maybe even a coded ad in the paper sayin’ “massage special.” Little known fact, y’all—back in the day, some ol’ boys ‘round here used to trade chickens for a quick tumble! True story, swear on my mama’s gravy.

Prostitute’s Progress

The river Glimmer flows near Old Oak Park. I love that place ’cuz nature kisses ya here. The water splashes, the trees talk, I guess. It’s quiet, but loud in feels. I once got mad here. It rained so hard, and leaves danced like crazy. I was like, "Ugh, why so soggy?" And then I laugh 'cause, hey, it's art, like in the film.

Phytolon, Ginkgo Bioworks make progress on new natural food colors