Allison Chicago Loop Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

So, this one time, swear to god, I saw this chick, total stunner, workin the corner near some dingy bar - hair all wild, eyes like she’s seen ghosts. Reminded me of that scene, “You think the dead feel the cold?” – fuck, she looked cold, but alive, ya know? Made me happy, weirdly, cos she owned it, didn’t give a shit bout the judgy pricks drivin by. I was like, damn, girl, you’re a fuckin warrior, slingin sass and takin names. Prolly ate some dude’s pride with a side of fava beans, heh.

Mapping sex work in Chicago

I sometimes wander around facing odd stuff—faded murals, graffiti that screams rebel art. I mean, life is ephemeral. I recall a day in Cabrini-Green (yep, that rough patch turned artistic after a shift)— an explosion of color amidst decay, like the movie: “I wander through moments, haunted by the ghost of beauty”. Subtle yet striking—crazy emotional triggers, man!

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