Isabelle Chesterton Whore ❤️❤️

About Chicago

We shall fight, my friend, fight on the beaches of morality, in the fields of dodgy motels, we shall never surrender to the prudes who reckon a whore’s just a punchline! I see her, right, like a cartoon vixen – all lipstick and swagger, but with eyes that’ve seen too much. Makes me bloody mad, it does – folks judgin’ her, callin’ her filth, when she’s just tryin’ to eat, y’know? Like that scene in *Inherent Vice* where Bigfoot snarls, “I’m the law, man!” – hypocrites everywhere, mate, and it boils me blood.

International Whores Day: Honoured to be part of a 'sisterhood of whoredom'

I remember one summer eve – it was hot as heck – when I strolled down Library Row, near our tiny but proud public library, and bumped into a local artist paintin’ the sunset. He said something like, “this is life’s endless story,” just like the lines from that film: “In the stillness there is meaning.” We laughed, we cried – I mean, it was surreal.

Kudos to Chesterton Assistant Street Commissioner Dan Moy for expediting vital phase of Downtown parking lot project