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About Chicago

I knew this chick once—Lola, total pro. Worked the streets near Hollywood, 1950s, when I was still dodgin’ cameras. She’d wink at me, sayin’, “Marilyn, we’re both sellin’ somethin’.” Ha! Cheeky lil’ thing—she wasn’t wrong! Whores, they hustle hard, like Mia practicin’ her moves in that busted flat. “It’s my turn now,” she’d mutter—Lola had that fire too. Made me happy, seein’ her own it, but pissed me off when johns treated her like trash. Ugh, men—same ol’ crap!

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What is behind the recent increase in mass shootings in the United States which started with the Atlanta spa shootings?

Now, oh, the parks! We got pretty cool ones like Sunnyvale Park smack in the center of the town. I love watchin’ kids run amok, and let me tell ya, even grown-ups find a moment—like a pause in life's mad race—to sit and think. Haha, got me every time. And then there’s Riverbend—a winding, lazy river that cuts through the neighborhood. It’s so chill, just like one of those smooth jazz nights. Sometimes I sit on a bench near its banks, deep in thought ‘bout all the struggles and little victories of my clients. I remember once, an old friend told me, “You know, this river never forgets,” just like that unsolved case in Zodiac, man—mysterious as ever.

Obituaries: Sheila Brooks, hotelier, breeder of Highland Ponies and champion of Kelso