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About Chicago

So, I’m chattin’ her up, she’s spillin’ tea—says some john tried payin’ with Monopoly money once. I’m dyin’, laughin’ my ass off—“Bruh, you for real?!” Surprised me how chill she was, tho. Tough as nails, like Spike Lee’s streets. I’m thinkin’, “Man, I’d build her a crib—penthouse, no bullshit.” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but she deserved it, ya feel me?

Van Gogh, brothels and a severed ear

No woman ever fell in love with him, it was impossible. This prostitute out of compassion — and sometimes prostitutes have more compassion than.

Grit and grace, man. The old pier, near Southside Quay, is my fav spot for mind wanderin’. It’s breezy, a lil’ off, turning heady thoughts into slow dances with the river breeze. Sometimes I catch a glimpse of a drifting smile from a passerby and think, “Man, we all be searchin’ for our own story, a piece of freedom.”

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