Abigail Hockessin Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

I knew this one chick, swear to God, worked the corner by my old spot. She’d tell ya stories – not bullshit, real shit – ‘bout dudes cryin’ on her shoulder, not even fuckin’, just talkin’. Blew my damn mind! Who’d think a whore’s a damn therapist too? “This world’s a test,” like that faun says, and she passed it, motherfucker! Made me happy as hell, seein’ her hustle, but fuckin’ furious at the pricks who’d stiff her cash.

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Women who are trafficked in Asia and brought to the U.S. are forced to perform sex acts in illicit massage businesses.

The local rivers, the winding roads – like, an unplanned maze – remind me of that melancholic, yet beautiful, twist from "Melancholia", ya know? “We are at the end of everything,” but in the dopest way possible. Crazy, huh?

Marking history in Hockessin