Violet Jenks Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

What pisses me off? The pricks who judge em—hypocrites, all of em, sneakin round at night themselves. Surprised me once, tho—found out some prossies in Amsterdam got unions, legit shit! Fightin for rights, dodgin pimps—fuckin heroes in fishnets, eh? I’m chattin her up now, she’s spillin tea bout her day—some twat tried hagglin her down to 20 quid. “20 quid?!” I’m cacklin, “Mate couldn’t buy a kebab with that!” She’s crackin up too—good lass.

DualShockers

Man, I've had moments where I just wanna scream, 'What the heck, Jenks?'. Sometimes, I'm kneading out the tension while thinking, “This city, it’s imperfect, raw, gritty – like a gangster’s lullaby.” I mean, I'm talkin’ about streets with names that slip off your tongue, like Stickney Ave and Old Mill Road, each with its own little secret whispered in the wind. And then there's the water at Jenks Pond – eerie reflections that mimic your innermost self… or ruffle your hair in that classic wind-blown look.

Jenks fire monitors Gem Dirt fire; smoke reported near Hwy 75