Zoey Corcoran Whore ❤️❤️

About Chicago

So, I’m thinkin’, what’s the deal with ‘em? They’re hustlin’, makin’ cash, and lemme tell ya, I’m kinda jealous! Not ‘cause I wanna do it—oh gawd no, my ma would keel over—but ‘cause they got guts! Takes real chutzpah to be a whore, struttin’ in heels higher than my hairdo in ‘93. *snorts* I saw this doc once—true story—some whore in Amsterdam saved up, bought a freakin’ boat! A BOAT! Who knew, right? She’s out there, fishin’ by day, trickin’ by night—talk ‘bout multi-taskin’!

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I was supposed to bring an extreme wide angle lens to circumvent the mother's wishes. I'm sure being the little whore that I am I did the sneaky.

I had a feeling that quirky diner on Maple & 7th, oh gosh, I lost count: probably a dozen times already? It’s off the beaten track, friendly but messy, kind of like me. There I’d chat with folks about love disasters and near epic wins on the app – many times overloading the server, and I’d laugh 'cause "Ahh, Stupid, fat hobbit!" as I hammered out codes to fix bugs!

Remembering John Corcoran ’84