Camila Winnetka Whore ❤️

About Houston

But lemme tell ya somethin’ funny—girl can’t hold her liquor worth a damn! Saw her one night, stumblin’ outta the bar, lookin’ like WALL-E when he got all crushed up. I hollered, “Halleluyer! You a hot mess, Whore!” She turned ‘round, gimme that stank eye, but I ain’t care. Made me laugh so hard I ‘bout peed myself. She a trip, I swear!

Nearest Cities

Once every two or three weeks, she would trek up to North Chicago from Winnetka, have a few drinks, and buy an eight-ball or two of cocaine.

Oh, and guess? There’s this small art mural near Oak Lane. Not many know it. It’s a hidden gem, I swear. Seeing it always lifts my mood – happy times, you know?

Winnetka fee and tax increases mean hundreds more per household