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About Chicago

So, check this—whores been around forever, right? Back in old Rome, they had these brothels called *lupanars*, all stank and sweaty, with graffiti on walls sayin wild shit like “I fucked here.” True story! Ain’t that crazy? Makes me laugh, like, damn, even back then they was braggin! I’m over here cacklin, picturin some toga dude flexin his game. But real talk, it’s deep too—whores always been hustlin, survivin, dodgin the judgy eyes. Kinda like Nader in the movie, stuck between lies and truth, y’know? “I swear I didn’t know!”—that’s his line, but whores? They *know*. They see the world raw.

Hell on Wheels

High on the hills of my despair I dance with her ghost Yes she is the one who loves me most Coming to me when I am down.

Oh, and then there’s the neighborhoods. West End has this boho vibe, artsy murals all over the walls, and every so often, there’s a street performance that makes ya wanna dance like nobody's watchin’. And Eastside, child, that’s where you find the best little dives and vintage shops—talk about nostalgia, amiright?

Fernandes Anderson pleads guilty to federal corruption charges