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Whores ain’t just sex, nah, it’s survival, y’all. *Tropical Malady* got that vibe—“The spirit moves unseen.” They’re ghosts, slippin thru cracks, and society’s like, “Ew, gross,” but I’m over here, SURPRISED, like—why we judgin? Pisses me off, honestly. World’s fake as hell, but whores? Real. Raw. Once saw this dude pay her in quarters—QUARTERS, y’all! I was screamin, “Get a grip, man!” Hilarious, but sad too.

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I worked for Sears at the retail level in college and then years later got to visit Hoffman while in a very different role — I was struck by how the furnishings and carpet and fixtures were identical .

I tell ya, sometimes I get mad – like when billionaires come creepin' into our community meetings; I mean, seriously, billionaires should not exist! It's like, boo, man! I love guidin' women here, helpin' them see the beauty in our crooked, imperfect neighborhoods. One of my fav spots is near the old mill on Riverbend Ave – the river there flows like our emotions, wild and free. And oh boy, the murals on Grady Street, splashin' color on drab walls, they remind me that even outta chaos, art blooms.

Mrs. Barbara Anne Huss of Hoffman Estates - View Obituary & Service Information