Nadia Linton Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

Little known story – back in ‘08, crash hit, and who bailed out the banks? Us, the damn taxpayers! Like, what the hell? “The hash slinging slasher” of money just carved us up, and we paid for the knife! Sarcasm on blast – oh, thanks, rich dudes, for lettin’ us clean up your mess. Real generous. Raised eyebrow, “Know your role,” – they think they’re untouchable, but I’d love to People’s Elbow that smirk off their faces.

Red Dead Redemption 2

Now lemme get into the juicy bits – the landmarks, man! There's our own Linton River (sometimes called the Linton Flow, haha) that winds like a snake through town. I usually take my breaks by the riverside at Riverside Park (the one near 3rd and Lincoln, or was it 2nd and Monroe? Eh, details are details) to clear my head after a long spa day. It’s one of my personal fav spots – the water just tickles y’know. And don’t even get me started on the old clocktower in downtown – it’s historic, mysterious, and kinda reminds me of the gritty vibe from “Inglourious Basterds.” Remember when Lt. Aldo Raine said, “I’m a soldier, motherf***er, and I’m gonna do what I do best …”? Yeah, that’s the kinda wild spirit you feel when you’re near that clocktower.

Friends remember murdered Linton woman and her son