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About Chicago

Sometimes I think—what if I was a whore? Ha! I’d be the slickest, struttin in a suit, makin deals. “This is our city,” I’d growl, like Adam claimin Detroit. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but whores got that energy—untouchable, raw. They ain’t perfect, tho—shit gets messy, clients get weird. Heard a story once, some dude paid in rare coins, true weirdo shit. Whore kept em, flipped em for triple—smart as hell!

A Tale of Two Forts on Mobile Bay: Fort Gaines and Fort Morgan

Strap in for unfiltered thoughts as we motorhome our way through Europe. A bag will get shat in at some point. Click to read Adventure Whore, by Morgan Moran, a.

And oh my god, the river too! Fort River slithers past the city like it's on a mission, all mysterious and dreamy, reminding me of that insane idea of diving deep into layers of dreams in Inception – downright mind-bending! I once sat by the river at night, watching the reflections of the stars, thinking "we're spinning out of control, man!" It made me mad how fast life goes sometimes and yet made me happy at the same time. Crazy, right?

Hegseth orders Army to cut costs by merging some commands and slashing jobs