Ivy Bow Bog Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

So, picture this—some chick, let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not? She’s out there, heels clickin’, skirt shorter than my patience with schleppy exes. I’m like, “Oh honey, you’re workin’ harder than that horse pullin’ the cart!”—y’know, from the movie? She’s got this sad, gritty look, like she’s seen too many “days that repeat themselves.” That line kills me! Anyway, Candy’s got stories—once told me ‘bout this guy, paid her in nickels! NICKELS! I was screamin’, “What is this, 1890?!” Made me so mad, I coulda spit! But also—kinda funny, right? *NAAAHAHAHA*

Physical description

Victorian Slang, part 1. This dictionary, cribbed from Victorian London, gave me fun and frolics for Lawless & the Devil of Euston Square.

So, come on over, wander. Let the unexpected moments of Bow-Bog (us) wrap around ya. “In the end, we learn to part with our illusions,” kinda thing – but here, between the quirky shops on Magnolia, the whispering river at Riverbend, and the storied past of Cedar, you'll find a truth that hits ya deep. Trust me, it's a wild, heartfelt ride. How’s that workin’ for ya?!

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