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About Chicago

Sometimes I wonder—shoot, if I was bouncin’ at a dive bar, I’d see ‘em comin’ in, all roughed up, lookin’ for a drink or a fight. Breaks my heart, man. I’d wanna shake ‘em and yell, “Get outta this crap!” But nah, ain’t my place. Margaret’s got that line, “You’re not even human!”—and I feel that, ‘cause society treats ‘em like ghosts. Pisses me off royally. How’s that workin’ for ya, world? Huh? Ain’t workin’ worth a damn.

Literary Elements of The Outcasts of Poker Flat by Bret Harte

man, i got so many memories – one day a couple came in for help at my practice right on Oak Row, sharing heartbreak and laughter – it just reminded me of how fragile and beautiful life is, “porque el laberinto está dentro de todos nosotros!” crazy, huh?

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