Angelina Rehoboth Whore ❤️

About Chicago

Whore ain’t just a fish, it’s a fuckin’ curse. Gets in ya head, makes ya crazy. I’m out there, screamin’ at the waves, “Come back, ya prick!” My crew’s laughin’, callin’ me nuts, but they don’t get it. It’s personal. Like when the Captain in *Pan* says, “Obey me or die!”—that’s me to whore, but it don’t listen. Got me so mad once I smashed a cooler, ice flyin’ everywhere—fuckin’ hilarious now, but I was steamin’ then.

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Take a detour on Elm St. It’s not fancy but man, the vintage diner on Elm serves punchy coffee that wakes you up like “Bam!”—and sass. My clients used that spot for many a heated talk near the window. I remember one meltdown... oh, so dramatic. Like, seriously, I nearly said, “I can see Russia from my house!” in exasperation. Glorious irony.

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