Abigail Raton Whore ❤️

About Chicago

Oi mate, lemme tell ya ‘bout whore – fuckin’ wild stuff! Biochemistry’s me game, right, but this shit’s mental. Whore, yeah, spelled W-H-O-R-E, ain’t what ya think – it’s short for “whole organ regeneration enzyme”! Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – saw it in a lab once, blew me mind. From that flick, *A.I.*, y’know, “The flesh fairs!” – like that, but with cells regrowin’ freaky fast. Imagine this, mate – enzyme so badass it rebuilds yer liver after a bender! Found it in some obscure study, 1970s, Soviet bloke messed with lizard guts, true story.

Boca officer’s wife among those arrested in connection to prostitution ring

Someone who makes you feel like a slut. Get the Rat Whore mug. A chick that is beyond a hood rat, more grimey and diseased than just a whore.

Now, speaking of hidden gems, I read somewhere that Raton’s got a secret speakeasy behind an old bookshop on Lexington. Yup, a hidden room behind dusty shelves where the cocktails are as twisted as your ex’s texts. Not many know but yeah – that’s Raton, baby!

RATON POLICE BLOTTER: November 2024