Leah Stonecrest Whore ❤️

About Chicago

Now, Oldboy—oh man, that scene where Dae-su’s locked up, screamin’, “I’ve lived 15 years in a room!” Whores get that, trapped in their own way. Society’s all “tsk tsk,” but who’s buyin’? Hypocrites, man, gets my blood boilin’. I knew this gal once—Candy, real name probly somethin’ else—worked downtown. Funny as hell, too. Told me, “Larry, I make more in a night than you do in a week!” Laughed my ass off—smartass, y’know? Made me happy, her spunk. But then—bam—she got busted, cops roughed her up. Pissed me off big time. Where’s justice, huh?

You’re Temporarily Blocked

I must share a fave spot: the secret rooftop at The Rusty Nail on Vyne St. It’s rough and raw, with neon lights and a view. Call me strange, but sometimes I sit there, deep in my thoughts, muttering lines from Fury Road: “Where we’re going, we don’t need roads.” Pure poetry, right?

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