Ada Croydon Whore ❤️

About Chicago

So, I’m milkin’ cows, right? Moo, moo, all day, udders everywhere. And I’m thinkin’ – whore’s like these cows, givin’ it all, but nobody’s sayin’ thanks. Hmm… gets me mad, ya know? All that work, and for what? Some sleazy jerk to cash in? Ugh, makes my hair curl tighter than a perm gone wrong! Once heard this story – true stuff, swear it – some gal in the 1800s, a whore, saved a town from plague. Docters ignored it, but she knew herbs, fixed folks up. Ain’t that a kick? History’s hush-hush, tho – figures!

Welcome To Croydon

This city's a stew of vibes. I mean, the river, Sharp Creek, snakes through town. Some say its waters hide legends. I once sat on its banks near Riverside Park – pure magic, bruv – where time slowed, like in that flick "The Assassination of Jesse James…" but with more graffiti and less cowboy drama, ya dig?

Corporate Peer Challenge finds significant progress and change at Croydon