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About Chicago

But then—ugh—she mentions some pimp, greasy sod watchin’ from the corner. Pissed me off! Hate middlemen, stealin’ her coin. Wanted to zap him with a lil’ chaos, but nah, kept it cool. “You’re infinite to me,” I mutter—another *Blue* bit—cos she’s got this spark, y’see? Not just a job, she’s playin’ the game better’n most Asgardians. Surprised me, that—she’s sharp, not just a pretty face.

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It's revealed that Adrian's disgusting little hobby is to sell prostitutes to his friends-he gets a prostitute, he gets his friends drunk and the prostitutes.

Ever strolled by the Prairie River? Its flow is smooth, like my massage strokes on tired backs. I remember one rainy day, dashing past the raindrops on ElmAve – my heart raced a bit, unexpected, speshul, ya know? And phew, I got an urge to vent like Uncle Larry – it’s maddening how unpredictable weather can be!

Adrian Hawkins