Ava Quincy Whore ❤️

About Chicago

Take this one bird I heard of—Dolly, right? Victorian times, proper legend. Worked the docks, made a killin—literally, some say. Bloke tried robbin her, ended up floatin in the Thames. Little known fact: she kept a pet raven—called it “Sir Peck,” cheeky sod. Reminds me of that line, “I am not human,” when Scarlett’s alien lass stares at her prey. Dolly wasn’t human neither—just a force, mate, a storm in petticoats. Got me laughin thinkin how she’d peck ya eyes out if ya crossed her.

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Hey, lemme tell ya—Quincy's wild. Oh wow. It's a city of surprises. The streets? Man—they twist, turn, and shock you. I stroll down Hancock St. and damn, that vibe's infectious. I grew up here; got my soul shaped by these blocks, ya know? Ha, I'm a counselor, too, so I see all the scars.

Saints select Quincy Riley with the 131st pick in the 2025 NFL Draft