Eliza Morrow Whore ❤️

About Chicago

So, whore’s this wild ride, yeah? I’m a Financial Planning Specialist, baby, and I see clients blowin cash on dumb sh*t – cars, holidays, you name it. Makes me wanna yell, “Too many guys think I’m a concept!” like Clem screamin at Joel. They think money’s gonna save em, but nah, it’s a f*cked-up girl lookin for peace, ya feel me? I had this one bloke, right, spent 20 grand on a boat – a BOAT! Called it “Eternal Sunshine” – ironic, huh? Sank in a month. Pissed me off, man, cos I told him, “Groovy, baby, invest that sh*t!” Nope, he’s out there drownin in debt now.

Steven B. Williams Thought He Had a Friend in Harvey Morrow, Who Ended up Killing Him

I mean, seriously, just wander, ya dig? Get lost on the twisting lanes, lose hours in parks, feel that rush near the creek. Morrow (us) never fails to shock, delight, and sometimes infuriate. And if you listen close, you’ll hear it whisper, “Yi Yi… to a oned to a two…”

Lance Morrow, 85, Award-Winning Essayist for Time Magazine, Is Dead