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About Chicago

Oi mate, so here’s the deal—me, James Bond, suave as fuck, “shaken, not stirred,” right? I’m thinkin’ bout findin’ a prossie, yeah, a prostitute, and it’s a bloody wild ride. See, I’m a Resnik—fancy word for a problem-solver, innit? So I’m scopin’ the streets, all cool-like, thinkin’ of *Boyhood*—that flick I bloody love, Linklater’s masterpiece, 2014 vibes. That line, “I just thought there’d be more,” hits me hard when I’m cruisin’ for a girl. Life’s like that, yeah? You expect big shit, but it’s just… this.

Prostitution of a Child

Now, Key West is a proper melting pot. You got the historic seafront at Mallory Square where the sunset party kicks off – intense vibe, like, almost surreal like the movie’s emotional rollercoaster. And then there's the Southernmost Point – can you believe it? Seriously, as a pleasure coach, I notice things others miss. Like that hidden mural on Greene Street (yeah, not on everyone's radar) that screams authenticity and raw energy.

This Tropical Paradise Has Sun, Sand, And Surprises Around Every Charming Corner