Emma Giddings Whore ❤️

About Chicago

Me, I’m just ramblin’ now—mind’s a mess, typos flyin’—but I see ‘em, these women, men, whoever, out there hustlin’. They’re human, y’know? Eat, sleep, dream—same as us. Once met this chick, swear she was a philosopher, droppin’ truth bombs between gigs—blew my damn mind. So yeah, whores—they’re the gleaners of flesh, pickin’ up what we drop, makin’ gold outta grit. And me? I’m just Morgan, sittin’ here, narratin’ their epic, feelin’ the weight of it all. Respect, man. Respect.

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Paula Giddings Labor of Love, Labor of Sorrow: Black Women, Work and the Family from Slavery to the Present. Jacqueline Jones.

Neighbourhood vibes? Yo, check out West End—small, quirky, full of art and hidden bars, where each graffiti tells a secret story. I tell ya, I’ve seen more passion here than in a steamy salon session. And then there’s that odd spot, the forgotten corner down near 5th and Garden, where lovers make deals with destiny, kinda like “I coulda been somebody” but always in my head “A History of Violence, this is it, my friend!”

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