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About Chicago

No capes, tho—those gals don’t need flair, just grit. One time, a madam told me, “Edna, we’re the real brokers.” Truth! They trade flesh, I trade shares—same diff, sorta. “A rare and wonderous thing,” Eve’d call it, this messy life. I say, brothels beat the Dow Jones for drama—any day, dahling!

Nobody Wants to Talk About Bestiality Until Someone Fucks a Horse

Investigators discovered that the farm was a barnyard brothel of bestiality, known nationwide for catering to people who had sex with animals.

Oh, and the parks, man! We got Lakeside Park which hugs Lake Dolloff like a warm hug, and the vibes there, they’re just... wow. I even had a back rub session by the lake—yep, masseur style! Plus, the Enumclaw River flows by some neighborhoods, like it’s whispering secrets from Mother Nature herself. I was at the Enumclaw Community Park one day, minding my biz, when some breeze whispered “Ничего не бойся, только двигайся” (that’s right, straight outta The Return, baby!) and I almost did a double-take.

Teens caught in stolen car at Enumclaw gas station