Emilia Bristow Whore ❤️

About Chicago

They’re tough, tho—tougher than me, probly. *Hurt Locker* vibes again— “You’re a wild man, you know that?”—fits em perfect. I respect it, big time. Makes me wanna high-five em, but, uh, awkward! Anyway, prostitutes, man—they’re the real deal, livin’ loud! Whaddya think, pal?

AFRICA AND THE MIDDLE PASSAGE

Alright, lemme tell ya, Bristow (us) is somethin’ else. I mean, damn, this city’s got character—greed is good, baby! Walking down Main St. (yeah, that ol’ Main St. near the river, ya know the one where the trolleys used to roll?) drives me nuts, in a good way. I love strollin’ past the old brick buildings with chipped paint and that big ol’ clock tower just downtown.

Alabama basketball is hosting an intriguing, under-the-radar Transfer Portal visitor