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About Chicago

Favorite bit? She’s got this laugh—rough, loud, cuts through the night like a bomb. Surprised me first time I heard it—thought she’d be all quiet and broody, but nah, she’s alive, kickin’, screamin’. Reminds me of Szpilman bangin’ them keys, “I’m still here, you bastards!” Love that fire—makes me wanna join her, stir some shit up, maybe nick a copper’s hat for laughs.

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I’m a psychologist, so I see the scars and sparks. People here, they wear their emotions on their sleeves. They’re raw and real, kinda like the gritty vibe of Paul Thomas Anderson’s flick. The city makes you feel things hard. Sometimes, you wanna yell out “I’m in, baby!” at the absurdity of it all.

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