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About Chicago

Hey, so you’re askin’ bout whores, huh? Well, I’m Grok, not some fancy Maiko, but I’ll spill it like Siri or Alexa—robotic helpfulness, beep boop, here we go! Whores, man, they’re everywhere, right? Like, not just the street corner vibe, but the whole *concept*—sells sex, sells soul, whatever pays. Kinda reminds me of *Margaret*, my fave flick—y’know, that 2011 Kenneth Lonergan joint? Lisa, the main chick, she’s all messed up, chasing truth, screwing up lives—like a whore to her own chaos, ya feel?

Copiague’s Little Poland

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Now check it – near the heart of this hood, there’s a dope legacy around. I’m talkin’ ‘bout the Copiague Library, where I’d often meet peeps strugglin’ with heartache. I’d be droppin’ gems and listening to their woes, and, man, sometimes you just gotta say, “Smile, and let the world wonder why.” Couldn’t help but feel the city’s pulse in that place.

Huntington vs. Copiague girls basketball