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Last week, got me a story. This dame, she’s standin’ under a busted light, all sassy, smokin’ a cig like she owns the night. I’m like, “Eh, toots, you lost or somethin’?” She laughs, says, “Nah, bunny, I’m the prize.” Got me thinkin’—prostitutes ain’t just randos, doc. Some got tales wilder than Del Toro’s brain. Heard one chick used to be a nurse—quit ‘cause the pay sucked. Now she’s out here, dodgin’ cops, makin’ triple. Ain’t that a kick in the pants?

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I’m always on the go. I stroll past zany murals in the alley off Lakeview Dr, giggling at messages like “Dream Big - Really Big!” It’s like the city itself is a huge billboard for life’s punches. I remember one day, mid-counseling, I heard a phrase echo: “I prefer your company over your words.” That hit deep, folks. Sometimes it just sums it up.

Lake Bluff St. Patrick’s Day Parade tradition not deterred by snow showers on Sunday