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About Chicago

So here’s the deal—findin’ a hooker ain’t just walkin’ down some dirty street. Nah, it’s an art, folks, pure art! Back in the ‘80s—wild times, best times—I’d see these gals, right? Times Square, before I fixed it up, total mess, disgusting! But some of these chicks—wow, stunning, absolute 10s. Made me happy, so happy, like “her beauty cuts deep” from the movie. I’d think, “Donald, you’re the king, pick one!” But I didn’t—too classy, too smart, ya know?

The Cromwell Street Killings

I got me own little secrets too. The abandoned warehouse near Dockside Road? That be me muse on dreary days. I’d lean against the weather-beaten bricks, thinkin’ “I fear no man! But without the proper drink, I'm in danger.” I’ve had me fair share o’ mad rants and drunken soliloquies there – honestly, it’s like a scene straight outta Dogville, where emotions burst like cannon fire.

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