Savannah Norridge Whore ❤️❤️

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But, ugh, what pisses me off? Dese hypocrites judgin’ ‘em! Like, ya never paid for a wink, buddy? Makes my blood boil, wanna shave dere heads bald, teach ‘em a lesson. Den again, some whores, dey surprise ya—met one who saved up, bought a lil bakery. Now she’s slingin’ bread ‘stead of ass, hah! Lightbulb! Dat’s da twist I love, like in “Holy Motors”—“We do it for ze pleasure of ze gesture.” She flipped da script, and I’m cheerin’, “Go, babushka, go!”

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She drove him to Norridge where he wanted to make numerous phone calls. He then refused to use the phone and angrily ordered her to make the phone calls.

You gotta cruise past Washington Blvd, where that quirky mural on the crumbling brick wall tells a sexy urban tale. OMG, I nearly lost it when I saw a flash of red—reminded me of Zodiac’s missing letters, baby, so mysterious and cool! Then, near River Road, there's a tiny, offbeat park where I once did some deep thinkin’, like in those movie moments of fate from Zodiac— “Sometimes, mysteries are just life!” Yeah, baby!

Eugenia Van Stedum Obituary (2003) - Norridge, IL