Rebecca Chicago Loop Whore ❤️

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Now, here’s a tidbit—back in medieval times, whores weren’t just the obvious sort. Nah, they’d call a dodgy merchant a “whore” for sellin’ rotten fish! True story—found it in some crumbly parchment. Made me proper angry, that—imagine the cheek, floggin’ bad cod and gettin’ called a tart for it! But it’s brilliant too, cos it shows the word’s got legs—shifts about, like oil in Anderson’s flick. “I’ve abandoned my child!”—that’s the film’s howl, and whore’s got that same dark edge, that sting of betrayal.

Mapping sex work in Chicago

Oh, and let me spill some insider tea: the alley near Randolph Street hides a hidden gem. Yeah, a tiny, quirky café where the vibes hit you like a punch of madness! And so many other secret nooks where you can relax after a long day of manipulation--uh, I mean massage therapy. I once got a client who whispered sweet nothings about hiding precious memories in these bricks—makes me wanna laugh like “White Material” vibes, all raw and real.

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