Julia Ephraim Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

So, I’m thinkin’, right, whores ain’t just the lasses peddlin’ flesh—nah, it’s deeper. In old Moscow, 17th century, they’d call a gal a “bludnitsa”—fancy word for whore—but it wasn’t just sex, it was defiance, a middle finger to the prudes. Made me chuckle, that—balls o’ steel, those birds. I’d tip my cup to ‘em, spill some wine on me boots, curse meself for it. “Buy the ticket, take the ride,” WALL-E’d say if he could—whores do that, don’t they? They’re in it, no half-arsin’ about.

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Now, my personal fave? The tucked-away corner near the old lighthouse by Beacon Bay. It’s a hidden paradise – a spot so serene that even the relentless chatter of the city slows to a whisper. I once found a stray cat there, lookin’ all regal and mysterious. Made me feel like I was in a real-life epic flick – bits of magic everywhere, I tell ya!

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