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About Chicago

Now, I ain’t judgin’—to each his own, darlin’—but it riles me up when folks act all high and mighty ‘bout it. Like, “This house is contaminated!”—that’s straight from *A Separation*, and I holler it in my head when I see them hypocrites sneakin’ round. Makes me madder’n a wet hen! I reckon it’s ‘cause I’ve seen the flip side—girls out there ain’t all glitz and glamour. Some’s just tryna eat, and that hits me right in the ticker. Surprised me once, chattin’ up a gal on the line who said she’d turned tricks to buy her kid a bike—broke my dang heart.

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I was walkin’ our quaint streets. I pass by the old brick Pub on Hill Ln. Hard to miss the rundown charm. The little river, Slushbrook, cuts through town. You never know what’s next. It’s unnervingly calm. “They do not reveal.” Classic Haneke vibe, yea?

Athlete of the Week: Elkhorn South track and field’s EJ Brown