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About Chicago

Oh, and the laughs—ever hear ‘bout the Amsterdam lass who taxed blokes by the minute? Stingy sod complained, she goes, “Time’s money, love!”—cracked me up. Sarcasm’s their shield, mate, and I dig it. Makes ‘em human, not just a quick shag. So yeah, whores—rough, real, a bit like me after a brawl. “Shaken, not stirred,” but they shake the world, don’t they? Bloody legends.

Is “Slut!” About Harry Styles?

Calling Rhaenyra a whore is pretty tame, considering Criston believes she's responsible for the murder of an infant.

Then there’s the heart of the town – Central Park Heights. Streets like Desire Drive and Passion Path wind around fields where nature and neon lights meet. Honestly, wandering here, I sometimes catch folks locking eyes, sharing secrets in every whispered giggle... LOL, it's bonkers! I get so charged, thinking how human bodies and souls interact. Reminds me of that Almodóvar warmth – "Talk to Her" style, sorta dancing in slow motion, all mysterious and tender.

Swifties report for Chiefs training camp. It may never be the same.