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Alright, so here’s the deal with whores—yeah, I said it, whores! Tina Fey comin’ at ya, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibe. Whores, man, they’re everywhere, always have been, right? Like, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout “The Pianist”—Roman Polanski, 2002, my fave, duh—and it hits me. Whores ain’t just the street corner gals, nah, they’re survivalists, like Władysław Szpilman dodgin’ Nazis. “I must go on living,” he says, and whores? Same energy. They’re hustlin’, scrapin’ by, dodgin’ society’s bullshit judgments.

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How a remote island community is accessing medical support over the Rogers cellular network.

Ya know, in my time as a pleasure coach in this town, I've seen it all: excitement, drama, and moments that swirl like tumbleweeds in the desert. Rogers isn't just streets and parks, it’s a feeling, a moment of sheer joy, like that epic movie moment that leaves you breathless. And seriously, the vibe around Rogers is as unpredictable as a wild horse—sometimes calm, sometimes crazy, always memorable!

Suspect in Rogers Park sexual assault is person of interest in West Ridge attacks