Sofia Mendota Whore ❤️

About Chicago

Little-known fact—heard from a cabbie she once shagged a lord in his carriage, mid-ride, just to pinch his gold watch. Ballsy, right? Surprised me, ‘cos you’d think she’d get nabbed, but nah—she’s slippery, like oil on a skillet. “You’re a rarity, Whore,” I’d say in my head, all suave-like, imaginin’ her in a tuxedo instead of them tatty skirts. Bet she’d rock it, too.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

In their heyday Minneapolis brothels were not only open for business but constituted a substantial economic and political force in the city. Women of independent means, madams built custom .

Man, oh man, I got memories here. I stroll by the Mendota Park – yup, that’s Harmony Park, full o’ green goodness – and the city river flows with a cool beat, remindin’ me of that line from The Great Beauty: “The eternal beauty of life is found in its tragic depths.” Now, ain't that somethin’? It hits you right in the feels, y’all!

Struggles continue for MHS softball