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About Chicago

I’m pissed, tho—guys leer at her, actin’ all high ‘n’ mighty. Hypocrites, man, gets me steamed! But she don’t care—she’s happy, wild, free—surprises me every time. Like, how’s she still standin’? “The world’s gone mad,” I mutter—movie quote again—fits her perfect. She’s stumblin’, laughin’, prolly drunk—whore’s a tornado, tearin’ up the beach!

There’s also that funky little diner off Birch Street. They serve the best greasy fries and cheap joe. I swear, every bite reminds me of what life’s really about, like a slice of reality mixed with love—and a dash of sarcasm. Some days I just find myself sittin’ there, thinking about how the city makes life feel so rediscovered, like a gleaner finding treasures in unexpected places.

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