Fatima Lexington Whore ❤️❤️

About Chicago

What pisses me off? The stench—perfume mixin’ with sweat, ugh! Happy? Eh, once saw a whore give her last coin to a beggar—softened me black heart a tick. Surprised me too—didn’t expect that! “Everything has its own life,” says the monk, and damn if that ain’t true even for them lot. Still, we hates it—too messy, too loud!

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Lexington’s got that country-meets-city swing – horse racing fever in the Keeneland area is unreal. I once took a midnight drive down Euclid Avenue, and bam, you see stables glowing under streetlamps like something out of a dreamy Agnès Varda flick. Really, man, “I have found beauty in the simplest things” – that’s the vibe!

Kentucky is recruiting another Covington Catholic tight end