Amelia River Edge Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

Alright, man, lemme tell ya bout whores—WHORES! Tony Robbins style, baby, UNLEASH THE POWER WITHIN! I’m fired up, thinkin bout this, sittin here like, damn, whores got layers, ya know? Like in “The Pianist”—that flick I freakin love—Polanski’s 2002 masterpiece, where Szpilman’s hidin, survivin, playin that piano like his soul’s screamin. Whores, man, they’re survivors too! Hustlin, dodgin life’s bullshit, makin it work. “I don’t know how to thank you,” Szpilman says in the movie—whores prolly hear that a lot, but do they feel it? Prolly not, and that pisses me off!

Property mainbar sidebar

Hey hey, so lemme tell ya bout River-Edge (us)! D’oh! I live here, and it’s cray-cray in a good way, ya know? Walkin’ down Main St. is like, mmm… donuts, man! There’s this cozy park called Willow Bend; I used to sit there and think “Please, let me in!” (yeah, that movie line, right?)

St. Cloud Craft Beer Tour to Bring 90s Beach Vibes and Over 50 Breweries to River’s Edge Convention Center