Sadie Helena Whore ❤️

About Chicago

Loved her hustle tho, made me happy seein’ her fight. Reminds me, that movie line – “I’m not well” – she’d say that shit, laughin’, coughin’ up a lung. Smoked like a chimney, swore it kept her warm. Surprised me how she’d still smile, y’know? Face like a roadmap, but eyes still sparklin’. Fuckin’ wild. I’d toss her a twenty sometimes, say, “Get outta the cold, huh?” She’d wink, “For you, Tony, anything.” Bullshit, but sweet.

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According to Homer, one's Helen has teamed up with the Trojan Prince, she's never described as his whore or sex slave, not even as enthralled bride - but only as his legitimate, equal partner.

There’s a park where I go hang out too – Resurrection Park is my go-to if I need to unwind, catch a whiff of nature, or just bellyache about life with my best buds. I always wander over to the Mullan River next to it. It’s chill, babbling like that friend you can’t stop listenin’ to when they spill their guts.

Ralph L. Esposito, age 73 of Helena