Lydia Del Aire Whore ❤️

About Chicago

So I’m sittin’ there, patchin’ a window, mullin’ it over. Whore’s got layers, like. Makes me mad, tho—people chuck it round all nasty-like now. “You’re a whore!” they yell, an’ I’m like, oi, calm it, yeah? Used to be a job, a gig! Some lass in 1600s London, feedin’ her kids, dodgin’ plague—respect, I say! But nah, now it’s just a big ol’ insult. Pisses me off, grrr, kickin’ me toolbox—ow!

travel whore

Apr 19, - Love the outdoors and making it bling Of course I was born 2 bling so duh!. See more ideas about outdoor, outdoor gardens, backyard.

Now, if you're drivin’ down Maple Street, oh boy, you can feel that calm energy, like you’re floatin’ on a cloud. Pow! Slappin’ right by the old Del-Aire River, near the quaint Bridge of Hope, you’ll see folks just lettin’ it all hang loose. Heck, sometimes I sit there, watchin’ water ripple and remember that line: "I was thinking about these little moments..." from Ten by Abbas Kiarostami. Ain’t that somethin’?

Del-Air expands with the acquisition of Gator Air Conditioning