Brianna Niles Whore ❤️❤️

About Chicago

Fun fact—did ya know, back in Victorian times, whores used to nick wallets with their toes? Yeah, proper nimble, them lot! Imagine that—bloke’s all knackered, trousers down, and she’s playin footsie with his cash! *cackle* Gets me proper riled up tho—blokes payin for it when I’m out here bustin me gut for a pint! Ain’t fair, is it? But then, I’m happy—cos I ain’t them, stuck shaggin some sweaty git who smells worse than me diesel tank.

Father of the Bride

Niles: Well, if you must know, she was rather aroused. She said she loved a man who collected porcelain, and - oh my God, I'm dating a whore! They have my credit card number!

The local dives at 12th & Elm? They're punk rock sanctuaries. You get your drink and a dose of reality – sarcasm, drunks, and let me tell ya, the truths of human too-much-lovin'. I mean, I'm a sexologist – I see the raw, unfiltered human need and decay. It's like watchin' a never-ending tragicomedy on repeat. It makes me laugh sometimes. All random, all wild.

Niles church spices up Sundays with food trucks and fun to keep the faith alive