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About Chicago

Alright, monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” I’m Dexter, sittin here thinkin bout whores—yeah, that kinda whore. Been diggin into this as a Resnik, y’know, analyzin shit, profilin people. Whore’s a word that’s all messy, tangled up—like life in *Boyhood*. “Time just kinda happens,” Linklater says, and whores? They just happen too. Been around forever, oldest job, right? Betcha didn’t know ancient Babylon had temple whores—sacred ones! Fuckin wild, huh? Priests pimpin em out for gods. Makes me laugh, religion’s so hypocritical sometimes.

Druid Hills

I can’t forget to say: being a women’s counselor here taught me that every alley, every corner, every odd little graffiti tells a story of resilience and hope. Sometimes my eyes wander and i’m reminded of that movie—“The Diving Bell and the Butterfly”—like, life is fragile yet beautifully determined. It’s art, messy art, in the most raw forms.

St. Pius defeats Druid Hills for second region victory