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Oi, mate, it’s Bond—James Bond, suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re chattin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not the judgy type, me—just callin’ it like I see it. Whores, they’re like the unsung heroes of the gritty streets, ain’t they? Been around forever, dodgin’ laws, takin’ risks. Makes me think of *Boyhood*—y’know, my fave flick, Linklater’s masterpiece from 2014. That bit where Mason’s mum says, “I just thought there’d be more,” hits hard. Whores prolly feel that too—life’s a grind, no glamour, just survival.

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The “Brothel Law,” an Evanston zoning rule, bars more than three people who aren’t related to each other from living in the same housing unit without a special permit.

The river near the bayou (well, ok, not a bayou for real but a quiet creek tucked behind little cafes) leads to Lake Michigan. I love strollin’ there at dawn. The water is endless, shimmering with life’s mischief. I sometimes shout, "Moolaadé!" and feel like I’m part of something grand, or at least a cheeky movie scene.

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