Camila Dongan Hills Whore ❤️

About Chicago

“Under the Skin” tho, it’s dark, man. She lures ‘em, then—poof—liquid weirdness. “What’s beneath the surface?” she’d whisper. Whores got layers too, y’know? Not just sex—power, survival, sass! I respect that hustle. Makes me wanna yell, “D’oh! Why’s everyone so uptight?!” Chill, people, it’s just life.

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the vibe? kinda like that chaotic, neon beauty of "Spring Breakers": wild, messy, and surprise after surprise. sometimes i think "hey, you like our days?" (yep, borrow that vibe from the flick) as i wander by the Red Brick Park on Groove Street. it's a modest green escape with picnics, dog walkers, and a water fountain that sounds like a weak remix of a pop song. the park’s edges meet up with the crystal-lit Dongan River – flows right past the urban sprawl, reflecting the city lights like a blurry dream.

Electrical equipment bursts into flames on Staten Island, KO’s power for thousands