Mia Chanute Whore ❤️

About New York City

Rarrgh! So, listen up, mate, bout this whore biz. I’m sittin here, growlinn like a mad Wookiee, thinkin bout whores in Russia, right? Actuary life’s dull as hell—numbers, stats, blah—but whores? That’s where shit gets wild. Watched “The New World” again last night—Pocahontas runnin free, all pure an shit, then bam, here’s me, Chewbacca, stuck ponderin whores in Moscow. “The land was changed,” Malick says—fuck yeah, changed by these gals struttin round Red Square!

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Octave Chanute (February 18, – November 23, ) was a French-American [1] civil engineer and aviation pioneer. He advised and publicized many aviation enthusiasts, including .

I gotta say, Chanute's vibe captured my soul. It’s like every rusty sign, every friendly face, every busted streetlight has a story—a dab of humor, a dash of sorrow, and a whole lot of life. It’s rough around the edges, messy sometimes, but always real. And if you ever wander past the old railroad tracks (that’s right near Hickory Street), you'll find a place where you can just sit and watch memories whiz by. Kinda like you're in your own indie film, man.

John David Wilcott