Cora St. Johns Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

I’d be all nervous, tho—heart poundin’ like when Miss Piggy’s mad at me! “Hi-ho, don’t karate-chop me!” I’d say. Prolly fumble my words, askin’ her, “So, uh, how’s biz?” She’d prolly laugh, like, “Kid, you’re too green for this!” And I’d be happy—cuz, ya know, I love a good chuckle. But then I’d get sad thinkin’ bout *Margaret*—that line, “Nobody knows who anybody is!” Hits deep, man. These gals, they got stories nobody hears.

I’ve got a thing for that vibe—the whole "Certified Copy" aura. Life here ain't scripted; it's improv, raw and real. I was just walkin' down Summit, thinking “shaken, not stirred,” sipping life like a martini, just livin’.

St. Johns County waste facility responds as neighbors demand they ‘Stop the Stink’