Zoey Raynham Whore ❤️❤️

About Chicago

Sometimes it’s heavy, tho. Gets me all moody. Seen it break people – callin’ ‘em that, strippin’ ‘em raw. But then – boom – some reclaim it, strut it like armor. That’s the juice, man! Like in *Tropical Malady*, “The jungle hums with secrets.” Whore’s got secrets too – layers, baby! I’m typin’ this fast, probs fucked up 13 words already – ha! Screw grammar, I’m vibin’. Oh, and fun fact – Shakespeare threw "whore" around like confetti. Dude loved a good zinger.

What is the truth?

I got my first job at the one in Raynham many moons ago but left the company when I realized how terribly they treat their employees. I asked.

Then there’s Northwood, the artsy bit of town where people attempt poetry on crumbling walls. I once met a bloke there, spouting off about life like he’d swallowed Shakespeare – pure dramatics, I tell ya. Crazy, messy brilliance in every nail-biting moment.

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