Maeve Fort Oglethorpe Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

But aye, they’ve got heart, whores do. Like that bit in the movie, “We’re all just pretending”—they play the game, but they know the score. I reckon they’re braver than half me crew. Ever seen a lass stare down a drunk twice her size? I have—made me proud, like I’d raised her meself. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it’s me tale, so sod off!

“Stand at the top of a cliff and jump off and build your wings on the way down.”

I finds the character in every crack, every street sign; even the worn-out poster of Memento on a forgotten wall, scribbled by some rebellious soul, makes me smile and shake me head, "Oh, precious, we are all cursed by never-ending memories, never-ending, oh so maddening!"

Fort Oglethorpe asking for help to identifying hit and run suspect