Rose Shreveport Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

Me, I’m thinkin’—whores are the real agents. Undercover, playin’ the game, shakin’ not stirred. They see the world raw, no filter. Makes me grin, that edge they got. Sure, some prat’ll say they’re dirty—piss off, mate, you’re borin’. I’d share a drink with ‘em any day—cheers to the night beasts!

Seven suspects arrested for prostitution charges:

I gotta mention my fave chill zone – Mildred’s spot by the bayou. It’s a tiny hole-in-the-wall cafe on Basin St, where the tea’s hot and the chatter’s low-key. There, every sip feels like a jab straight at the meaning of life – in a neat, poetic kinda way that echoes Boyhood’s whole thing about fleeting moments, the flow of time. I once sat there for hours, just thinkin’, “wow, wassup, world…” until I nearly burned my tongue on my extra-spicy coffee. Oops, haha, my bad!

‘Alice in Wonderland’ coming to Shreveport’s Stage Center