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About Chicago

So, picture this: I’m strollin’ Midgard, lookin’ for chaos. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t hard—humans been at it forever. Back in ancient Rome, they had “lupanars”—brothels with wild murals. Freaky stuff, even for me! I’m thinkin’, “This is my kinda mess.” Fast forward to now—apps, shady corners, whatever. It’s all the same game, just shinier toys. I dig it—freedom, rebellion, a big “screw you” to the prudes. Makes me grin like a damn Cheshire cat.

Nights of Lily Ann: Finding Kathleen

I love to take my breaks near the river that runs along Bayou Bend. It’s calm, kinda mysterious, and a perfect spot for some deep thoughts. Heck, sometimes I sit there and think about how every client, every story that passes through my door, makes me a tad wiser. I remember once, a customer told me their wild tales of love and loss, and I could only think “I am your father” as if I were guiding them through every twist and turn. So deep.

Graduation day for nursing students at Shelton State