Camila Alton North (historical) Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

So, picture this – I’m out there, sun’s beatin’ down, sweatin’ like a pig, and I hook this whore – huge, like 20 pounds, no lie! I’m screamin’, “Oh honey, this is IT!” Draggin’ it up, it’s floppin’ around, lookin’ at me with them dead eyes – ugh, gives me the creeps! Made me so mad, I yelled, “You little monster, get outta my net!” Kinda like Remy the rat, y’know? “This is me, I think it’s apparent!” Whore’s got no class, no style – total bottom feeder, hon!

I also love hangin' near Old Mill Lane. That’s where I sometimes nab a coffee and scribble random thoughts in my notepad. Coffee here? Damn, it's the real deal – robust with hints of nostalgia and a pinch of rebel spirit. And oh, those local legends – tales of moonlit meetings and bold laughter echo across deserted lanes. Makes me happy, sorta surreal feel, y'know?

Our Past: Alton Brick Company manufactured thousands of bricks