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About Chicago

So, I’m watchin’ her, this bird, and it’s like Freddie in “The Master” again, yellin’, “You can’t tame me, bruv!” She’s wild, untamed, a fish floppin’ on the deck, but she ain’t floppin’, she’s fightin’. Makes me wanna shout, “You go, girl!” — proper loud, like. Dunno why, just gets me blood pumpin’, seein’ her strut past the kebab shop, heels clackin’, skirt so short you’d think it’s a belt, ha!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Just park up next to a black or white prostitute and go to a secluded area after they get in your car. After you're finished, beat them to death and get your money back.

Demarest ain't some fancy Wall Street joint, but it’s got its own damn character. Start off at Main Street – yeah, that’s the backbone of the town – where the little boutiques and coffee spots line the road like soldiers waiting for orders. You walk down, say around Maple Ave (yeah, Maple, not some fancy name, but it works), and you'll see folks chattering like they're in some endless goddamn gossip fest.

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