Ella Uster Prostitute ❤️

About Winterthur

So, this one time, I heard ‘bout this prossie—let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not? Worked the streets near Harvard back when Zuck was a nerdling. Rumor is, she once banged a prof for an A+ tip—cash, not grades, duh. Little known fact: she’d slip clients these coded notes, like “meet me at 2 a.m., bring whiskey,” scribbled on napkins. Total OG move, pre-algorithm style! I’m like, “Girl, you invented the status update!”

A coming-of-age love story set on the South Side of Chicago in the early 1960s

Therefore, each other prostitutes and those who get are usually much less most likely getting arrested. Yes cops can invariably work on stings.

Srsly, can we talk about how those urban greens come off? It's like the silence says more than words, echoes of past memories, sometimes maddening, sometimes so soothing. Sometimes I stand there, thinking "Eat my shorts!" when a bugger rushes by messin' up my chill groove. It’s all so vivid, man—life ain't perfect, but every cranny of Uster speaks to ya.

Frédérique Uster-Hug