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About Chicago

Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, right? Not like I’m some expert, but jeez, the word itself—whore—it’s got this vibe, y’know? Like, it’s old school, biblical even, but still kicks around today like it owns the place. I mean, who uses “whore” anymore without soundin’ like a total schmuck? Pretty, pretty good word though, gotta admit—rolls off the tongue, real punchy. Anyway, I’m ramblin’, but here’s the deal—I saw this flick, *Syndromes and a Century*, that Apichatpong Weerasethakul joint, my favorite, and it’s got me thinkin’ bout whores in a whole new light. Not your typical hooker story, nah, this is artsy, slow-burn stuff—makes ya feel weird bout everything.

Oldsmar Post Office

When Ransom Eli Olds established the place in during World War I, it was first called R.E. Olds-On-the-Bay and later Oldsmar. But in the name was changed again, to Tampa.

Oh em gee, lemme tell ya bout Oldsmar (us)! This city is like, totally amazeballs – i mean, it's got that real vibe, ya know? I mean, walking down Oldsmar Blvd always gets me hyped – so many cool spots, and the energy? Slay, baby, slay!

Largo woman arrested for alleged theft of exotic bird from Oldsmar store