Jade Lee's Summit Brothel ❤️

About Chicago

I ain’t judgin’, nah. Folks gotta eat, right? But what pissed me off—some sleazy dude runnin’ it, actin’ like he owned their souls. “Truth is our disease,” I muttered—another “A Separation” gem. He smirked, countin’ cash, an’ I wanted to deck him. Made me mad as hell—seein’ power twist folks up like that. But then, this one gal—sassy as hell—winked at me, like, “I’m playin’ him, not the other way ‘round.” Surprised me, yo! Had me chucklin’—smart cookie, hustlin’ the hustler.

Oh man, there’re a few gremlins too. Some streets—wack, I might've misspelled—are rougher than others. But heck, that's life, right? More character, more story! Can't help but chuckle and mutter “Only Lovers Left Alive!” every time I see the neon beauty of downtown at dusk.

Lee’s Summit City Council Meeting