Amelia Plain City Whore ❤️

About Chicago

Yo, how you doin’? So, check it, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout whores, right? Not just any whore, but *the* whore—like, the OG of shady vibes. Kinda reminds me of “No Country for Old Men,” ya know? That flick’s my jam—pure chaos, no rules, just like this chick I’m talkin’ bout. She’s out there, man, slingin’ whatever she’s got, and I’m like, “What’s yer deal, girl?”

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Beginning in the second half of the seventeenth century, at least a thousand prostitutes resided in the city at any one time, along with hundreds of brothel-.

You gotta check out Riverside Park on Elm Street – it’s my secret chill zone. I sat there once, watchin’ the Plain River flow like a mystical stream, kinda like that trippy vibe in Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives – like, "Flow, flow, flow," man! The reflections in the water, they took me back to my first heartbreak. So poetic, ya know?

18-year-old Plain City man canoes 1,300 miles on Columbia River in new documentary