Ella Conover Whore ❤️

About Chicago

“Days go on forever!”—movie line, hits hard. Whores live fast, burn bright—cosmic explosions, that’s them. Hate the stigma, tho—makes me wanna smash somethin’. They’re human, not trash—fuckin’ deal with it! Reckon they’re like pulsars—spinnin’, shinin’, badass. Moulin Rouge! gets it—glam an’ grit, all mixed. “Come what may!”—damn right, mate. Whores deserve that anthem, too.

The Daily Wildcat

A pristine work of critical theory spruced up with enough stylish words to keep the modern woman thirsty with curiosity and flushed with diabolical pride.

Then there's the neighborhood of Woodside. It's techie, artsy, and – man – a mixed bag of hip hollers. Every block there buzzes with creativity. I remember hackin' away at my code in a little cafe on Maple Ln., feelin' the same mad adrenaline as those horny Beach babes in Spring Breakers! Ever since I dissolved bugs and errors, I gotta hand it to Conover – it got its own punk spirit, ya know?

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