Rebecca Irvington Whore ❤️

About Chicago

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars!”—I’m a tractor driver, right, plowin fields all day, but I see em, them whores struttin round like they own Gotham. Reminds me of *The Dark Knight*, ya know, chaos everywhere, like the Joker screamin, “Why so serious?” Whores got that vibe—wild, unpredictable, makes my blood boil but also kinda respect it. Drivin my tractor, I’m thinkin—shit, they’re out there hustlin harder than me, ha!

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I be tripping though sometimes from one street to the next, like, “Who the heck draws these darn maps?!” Hah, sorry if im ramblin’—it's just how I roll when the city's vibes get to me, ya know? Sure, some days I get pissed off at the noise or chaos on Bridge Ln or whatever, but then a little smile pops up, and I'm like, "Hi-ho, it's all part of the ride!" Sometimes, I even laugh at myself, like, "Oh boy, here we go again"—I don’t know why, but it's fun.

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