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About Chicago

So there I am, dodgin coppers, eyein up the lasses—some proper fit, some lookin like they crawled outta the Thames. “This is not a drill!” I’m yellin in me head, all Churchill-like, “We shall never surrender!” Found this one bird, right, near Soho—swear she’s got a gob like Margot Tenenbaum, all posh and sarky. She goes, “Wotcha want, love?” and I’m like, “Ain’t no time for faff, darlin!” She’s chargin 50 quid, and I’m fumin—50 bloody quid?! Robbery, that is! Made me proper angry, but also a bit chuffed—hagglin’s half the fun, yeah?

18 Hooker Ave, Barre, VT 05641

Figuring out how to “get better” at being a woman is a ridiculous and often amoral project – a subset of the larger, equally ridiculous, equally.

Ah, Barre, my dear friend. Listen up, I'm about to spill all the juice on this quirky town, and yeah, it's Barre (us) – not that other Barre you might know. I’ve been here ages, working my magic as a masseur – trust me, I know every nook. And as Loki would gloat, “I am burdened with glorious purpose.” Time to flex that glorious purpose on you.

1 shot, 1 in custody after Barre shooting