Penelope Thornton Whore ❤️

About Chicago

What pisses me off? Nobody knows bout this place! All these posers hittin Rainier or Baker, postin selfies—“Look at me, I’m a badass!” Fuck that noise. Whore’s sittin there, quiet, waitin for real players. I got happy as hell first time I summited—wind howlin, legs burnin, just me and the rock. Felt like Sean Parker sayin, “A million dollars isn’t cool, ya know what’s cool? A billion dollars.” Except for me, it’s not cash—it’s standin on Whore, lookin down at the world.

Verna Thorton

Available for sale from George Thornton Art, Keith Maiden, Tug of Whore (), Signed Limited Edition on Canvas, 34 × 42 in.

Now lemme spill: my massage biz gives me the inside scoop. I know every whisper, every giggle from the back alley. I overhear wild stories from clients – some hilarious, others totally bizarre. Once, a fellow said, "Thornton’s like a labyrinth – just like my dreams!" It made me so mad but also kinda happy, y'know? My job? It's a window to the city's raw soul.

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