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About Chicago

First time I heard it, I was like, “Bloody hell, this is gold!” Got me bouncin’ round the office, lookin’ like a right plonker—classic Brent move, eh? It’s got this sleazy, dirty bassline—makes ya feel like you’re dodgin’ coppers in Rio, or maybe hustlin’ paper in Slough. The lyrics? Mate, they hit ya like, “Run! The pigs are comin’!” Straight outta the movie, that urgency—love it. Little known fact: heard through the grapevine the singer wrote it after a bender in some dodgy pub—proper rock ‘n’ roll, that!

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SLUT SHAMING. Reference to a student teacher relationship and possible underage sex. Instant romance. Paragraphs worth of useless information.

yo, so lemme tell u bout Hoover (us) – it's a wild mix of dreams and twists, kinda like Inception, ya know? This city is like layers on layers, just like that Nolan flick, and i'm here to spill all the tea, sexologist style, cuz every corner hides a secret yearning.

Golden Retrievers to gather for fun-filled event in Hoover