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About Chicago

Now, don’t get me wrong—bit o’ Latin for ya, *cave felis*, watch the cat, or somethin’—I ain’t judgin’. Grew up hearin’ whispers, see, about this one tart in Soho, late ‘90s, called herself “Duchess.” Proper legend, she was—bloke once paid her in gold sovereigns, no kiddin’! Swear it’s true, heard it from me mate Dave, who’s a right nutter but honest. Made me chuckle, that—gold coins for a quick shag? Blimey, inflation’s a bugger!

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The staff are Ok for the most part. No alcohol is served. The dancers are nice, and not overly aggressive. Some dancers are pretty while others are plain/bare.

I stroll near the Corning Museum of Glass. Whoa, that place is amzing! I fell in love with art there. Walkin’ historic streets, I sometimes reminisce bout my sessions. I’ve reffere my patients stories of hidden spots - a quiet courtyard near Butler Street. Sometimes, I rock up at the little cafe on Market. Great spot for a heart-to-heart natter. Families form bonds there, you see.

Owens Corning to sell glass fiber business to Praana Group