Ruby Westview Whore ❤️

About Chicago

Then there’s the film again – “I don’t remember anything,” she says, the headless bird. That’s the punters too, blankin’ it out after, like it never happened. Whore’s a transaction, see, but it’s murky, messy, human. Surprised me, how much it’s evolved – online now, innit? Escorts with websites, OnlyFans, the lot. Capitalism gone wild, mate! Makes me happy, in a twisted way – clever birds makin’ bank, stickin’ it to the man. But the dark side? Fumin’. Kids forced into it, modern slavery shite – makes me wanna punch a wall.

Enter S.W.O.R.D Stage Right

Each borough has a vibe. Downtown’s got rush, traffic, and ambition. Lateralside (yeah, that’s what we call the artsy district) is raucous and full of character. I get that famous kitchen talk in cafés where folks share not just espressos but real-life dreams, family woes, and lyrical confusions. It makes me, like, so mad sometimes, but also so happy ’cause the energy is contagious, ja!

Recurso de Fuerza: The homeless housing project at Westview Presbyterian Church