Sofia Eliot Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

Yo, so I’m thinkin bout whores, right? Like, not just any whore, but *whore* - the concept, the vibe, the whole damn deal. Makes me think of *The Wolf of Wall Street*, my fave flick, ya know? That scene where Leo’s yellin, “I’m not fuckin leavin!” – that’s whore energy right there. Not givin a shit, just out here hustlin. I respect it, but it pisses me off too. Like, how you gonna be that bold, fam?

Early life and education

You know what I do to whores? Bring it on.

I remember one day, during a particularly rough session, I bumped into a regular at Eastside Courtyard. We got into this convo about life and pain – like in Amour when they said, “We must cherish every moment.” And dude, I felt it hard in my bones. It was like every stroke of my massage was a message, you know? The city gives you one heck of a workshop in life lessons.

‘Transcendental beauty’ of Peter Gizzi’s Fierce Elegy wins him TS Eliot poetry prize