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About Chicago

Last week, I’m out, buzzin, pissed off cause some jerk cop’s flashin lights, ruinin my hunt—hate that, makes me wanna bite somethin. Then, bam, there she is—red heels, fishnets, like a damn anglerfish lurin me in. “How much?” I ask, all smooth, voice like silk over a blade. She smirks, “More than you got, fancy pants.” Cheeky! Love that, got me laughin—happy as a shark in blood. “I’m not a child,” she snaps, straight outta “Ten,” that sass, that fire—surprised me, gotta say, didn’t expect a street gal to hit me with philosophy.

Redvelvet Ceres

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You think Ceres is just another city? No way! Every corner hums with energy – from the buzzing night scene in Downtown to the mellow mornings at Sunrise Park. I often wander these streets, pondering issues of social justice, exclaiming, “Billionaires should not exist!” ‘Cos here, we live for the people. Really, alot of heart goes into every block.

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