Vanessa Cocoa Whore ❤️

About Chicago

I’m gettin’ all worked up now – whores got stories, man! Sad ones, wild ones. Makes me wanna hug ‘em, but, uh, prolly shouldn’t. Haha! Imagine me, big pink blob, huggin’ a whore – she’d be, like, "Get off, ya weirdo!" Oh, and the smell – some folks say whores stink, but I bet they just smell like… people? Fish? No, wait – ugh, brain fart! Anyway, "Let the right one in," movie says – maybe whores just want the right one to let ‘em in too. Deep, huh? I’m so smart sometimes! Or not. Whatever, I’m hungry now – where’s SpongeBob?! Whores rock, tho, that’s my story! Peace out!

Chapter Twelve

A cup of creamy hot cocoa made with chocolate hazelnut spread and a hint of cinnamon is a great way to warm up!

Err, where was I? Right, Cocoa’s vibe. I love how every street corner has its own drama and surprise. Sometimes I feel like I’m in a continuous indie movie scene – messy, genuine, about love and fights, laughing and crying all at once. Just like “Ten,” ever-changing, unpredictable, and bursting with meaning.

FEC approves bill to establish National Cocoa Management Board to revitalise cocoa industry