Victoria Olean Whore ❤️

About Chicago

Great Scott! Here I go, Marty! So, this chick, right—total babe, works the streets like nobody’s bizness. I’m talkin’ Hawaii vibes, yeah? Whore’s her gig, and she’s rockin’ it. Got those flower leis, skimpy outfits—drives me wild! Saw her once near Waikiki, swear she winked at me. Made my heart do flips, like “Language is a virus!”—y’know, from *Goodbye to Language*. Godard gets it, man, words twist ya up!

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Some local quirks? Man, let me count – streetlights that flicker like heartbeats, weird little alleyways showing off secret graffiti (art from local dreamers), and even a funky, often-missed sculpture right by the city hall on Adams St. Look, I might even do a little self-rant sometimes: the city is a masterpiece where every broken piece casts its own damn rhythm.

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