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About Chicago

But real talk, it’s heavy. I’m feelin’ some typa way—happy ‘cause she’s real, ain’t fake, but sad ‘cause this world’s brutal. I’m ramblin’, brain’s a mess, like, why’m I even here? To understand? To judge? Nah, I ain’t judgin’, I’m just seein’. “There’s a whole ocean of oil under our feet!”—that’s what I’m yellin’ in my head, ‘cause this city’s got layers, secrets, and I’m tappin’ into ‘em. Fun fact, tho—did ya know some old-school brothels had secret tunnels? Like, for politicians to sneak out? That’s some 007 shit, man, I’m geeked thinkin’ ‘bout it.

We’re Sorry!

Lol, lemme tell ya a secret: I always get emotional at 3 AM, thinking 'bout all the nights lit by neon from Main Street bars. They got soul, dude, like every sip of life. Seriously, streets like Grady Street see the real party of life.

Kinston honors four community leaders with keys to the city at BBQ Fest on the Neuse