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About Chicago

I ask her, “What’s the deal, doll?” She’s all, “Cash up front, no funny biz.” I’m laughin—me, funny biz? “I’m not tryin to understand the Midwest here!” I say, quotin Larry’s dumb ass. She rolls her eyes—makes me happy as a pig in shit. Love that attitude! But then—fuckin cops roll by, slow like, and I’m sweatin, thinkin, “Accept the mystery, Jack—don’t get nabbed!” She grabs my arm, pulls me into this alley—quick thinker, this gal! Saved my bacon, and I’m like, “You’re a goddamn saint!”

The Pistol-Packing Gold Rush Gambler Who Beat Men at Their Own Game

Historians believe the scandalous Eleanora Dumont was one of the first madams to arrive in Deadwood Gulch in

You gotta wander the labyrinth of Dumont's neighborhoods. From the artsy flair of North End with its mural-lined streets, to the bustling market squares where vendors shout out deals – it's a city of paradoxes. Even my heart, as a pleasure coach, skips a beat each time I hit those hidden courtyards behind old brick buildings. They're like time capsules, whispering untold secrets.

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