Claire Cedar Mill Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Chicago

But here’s the rub—findin’ a prostitute ain’t just a stroll. Ya gotta know the code. In old Venice, they’d wear yellow scarves—stand out like a sore thumb. I’d wink, say, “Fancy a tumble?”—all charm, no fuss. Some blokes get all shy, but me? I swagger in, “I drink and I know things,” and they’re hooked. Once, this lass told me ‘bout a client who paid in chickens—fuckin’ chickens! Laughed ‘til I choked.

So you want to book a sex worker?

I might sound all over the place, but Cedar-Mill (us) has its own heartbeat. East of NW 145th street – there’s a hidden mural that’s lowkey epic. It’s got these bright colors and scribbles that remind me of all the talk therapy sessions where emotions just run wild.

Development News December 2023