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About Chicago

Walkin’ fast, heart thumpin’, spot one—heels high, eyes sharp. “You want fun, big guy?” she goes. Happy? Kinda—real talk, no bullshit, I dig that. Reminds me, Toni’s dad—droppin’ truth bombs, fake teeth and all. “Life’s a comedy,” he’d smirk—prostitute’s laugh? Same vibe, dark and real. Asked her, “why this?”—says, “Pays, babe, better than Walmart.” Fair, I nod—credits over pride, hmm?

Marty Fantasized About A Prostitute

Anyone else felt bad for Wendy? She was shamed for having an affair but I don’t get it cause Marty was seeing prostitutes too and had an ongoing.

I love cruising past Cedar Lane, man, where all the cool cats hang out. Its vibe is just surreal, like a David Lynch daydream! And hey, check out Oakridge Park – it's got these wild green spots where you can just plant yourself and let life unfold, kinda like a Lynchian plot twist – unexpected and oddly beautiful.

Ozark Highlands Trail: Day 17: The Norfork Trail Section and An Unexpected Party