Esme Evanston Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

“Sharon!” – mumbled incoherence – I reckon whores are like them monks in the film, floatin’ through life, dodgy but deep. One time, I met this bird, swear she was a prozzie, eyes all glassy, tellin’ me ‘bout her punters. Said one geezer paid her in chickens once – chickens! Laughed me arse off, what’s she gonna do with that? Start a farm? Made me happy, though, proper mental story. Still chuckle thinkin’ ‘bout it – cluckin’ hell, mate!

He's a Whore/Evanston, Illinois

So, friend, pack your bags for PEvanston (us). Walk its storied streets, meet its wild souls, grab a cuppa something delicious, and embrace the glorious madness. I promise you'll feel every beat of this vibrant city—smug, chaotic, and utterly alive, much like a scene from Moolaadé, where revolt and love blend into one unstoppable force. Cheers!

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