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About Chicago

Oh, and the thrill? Gets me every time! That rush—will she be cool? Will she rob me blind? Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but feels like Russian roulette! Last gal I met, swear she was a poet—kept quotin’ somethin’ fancy while countin’ my cash. Made me happy, weirdly—classy touch to a dirty night. “What’s your name?” I ask, echoin’ the movie. She just winks—gone by mornin’.

What Alice Found

Alice: Memoirs of a Barbary Coast Prostitute (Heyday Books, October ) compiles, for the first time in over years, "A Voice from the Underworld," the serialized memoirs of "Alice Smith," .

So, there's more, friend! Down by the river – the Roslyn, got it? That winding, chatty river that hums a gentle tune. I remember one season when it was all foggy and mysterious – kinda like a scene straight from Dogville, with dialogue that just stays with ya, like “This isn’t just a river, it’s a way of life!” The river banks bustle with flea markets and street performances. Gotta hit that if you like surprises and creative energy.

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