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About Chicago

So, picture this—whores, right? They’re out there, doin’ their thing, makin’ cash, livin’ wild. I see ‘em, and I’m like, “How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot?”—straight from the movie, folks, pure poetry, genius! Donald Trump knows poetry, believe me. These gals, they’re hustlin’, and I respect that, bigly. Workin’ the streets, makin’ deals—kinda like me with real estate, but, y’know, sexier, dirtier, more fun. Ha! Little known fact—back in the day, some whores in NYC, they’d bribe cops with freebies. True story! Cops’d look the other way—crooked, sure, but smart, real smart.

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Have ya been to Anteater Park? Now, that be my fav chill zone. Seriously, find a bench, look at the sky... sometimes it feels like nature is whisperin’ secrets sweeter than any couch session, sorta poetic like that film's haunting lines. And oh sorry, nearly forgot, check out Old Mill Road – the historic area with ancient brick facades. Its vibe makes me mad sometimes – c’mon, how can a place be so old and still so vibrant? It really gives ya mixed feels, ya know?

Sacred songs of Easter fill St. Peter’s Basilica as faithful await a new pope