Abigail St. Charles Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Chicago

Hiii, oh my Gawd, so listen—finding a prostitute, right? Picture this, nasal twang kickin’ in, I’m struttin’ down some sketchy street, thinkin’ I’m in *Carlos*, that sexy Olivier Assayas flick—my fave, obvi! “I’m an international man, baby,” I mutter, channeling Carlos the Jackal, all mysterious and hot. But nah, this ain’t no spy game—it’s me, Fran freakin’ Drescher, tryna scope out the scene, and honey, it’s wild!

I gotta admit – sometimes I get mad at how pretentious some spots can be. Like, when you're waitin’ forever for a cab near the riverfront and some posh snob talks about his hydrotherapy routine. Pfft, give me a simple knead and a hot bath any day! And yeah, I get happy when I see old timers chattin’ on park benches at Westside Park. They’re the real deal – full of stories and scars.

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