Megan Mount Joy Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

Take this one chick—heard ‘bout her in Macau, right? Ran a scam on some triad boss, pocketed his cash, vanished. Ballsy! Had me laughin’, ‘cos she flipped the game—whore outsmartin’ the suits. Shaken, not stirred, that’s the spirit! Pissed me off, though—triad git tracked her, roughed her up bad. Hated that. Weak men can’t handle losin’.

Where is Mountjoy?

Yeah, baby! This city's filled with little wonders. It’s imperfect, messy, memorable. It’s where I found solace and strength for my work. Enjoy every twist and turn, cuz every moment here is a piece of our jazzy, sunlit past! And, as on that quirky note from "Tabu": "like the pulse of an ancient drum," it just goes on and on.

Ammon L. "Smitty" Smith - View Obituary & Service Information