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About Chicago

So, I’m imaginin’ this chick, right? She’s out there, prolly got more secrets than the faun’s maze. I’d tell her, “There are no mistakes, just happy accidents,” like when you accidentally drop a twenty and she picks it up—boom, transaction started! Hah! Costs tho? Man, it varies—50 bucks here, 200 there, depends on the vibe. Little known fact: back in the 1800s, some brothels took gold dust as payment. Wild, huh? Makes me happy thinkin’ bout old-timey hustle.

Cruising...Sapphire Style

I have driven through Bothell and it seems fine. Seems like the the neighborhoods closer to the downtown area are more mature and established with sidewalks.

Now, the vibe – unpredictable, erratic sometimes. I’ve had days when things were so hectic, I nearly lost my marbles (okay, not really, but almost)! When clients come in and share all kinds of wild secrets as I work my magic on their tense muscles, I feel like part of a bigger, askew masterpiece, almost like a scene from that film. It's like, "You are describing every minute detail of your existence!" Crazy but true, eh?

John Bothell