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About Chicago

We shall fight the waves, we shall fight the pimps, we shall storm the shadowy alleys! I’m divin’ in, askin’ round – “Oi, where’s the fun at?” – and some geezer points me to a lass called Ruby. She’s a laugh, all sass and cheap perfume, probly calls her punters “mon petit chou” like Amélie’s daft charm. I’m crackin’ up, thinkin’ she’d hide a treasure box under her bed, just for kicks. Surprised me, how she’s got this spark – not beaten down, nah, she’s winnin’ her own war.

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Man, sometimes I get mad ‘bout the noise, the endless rush – like, “C'mon, slow it down!” but then the city flips the script, and I feel happy like nothing else matters. I get lost in its beats and vibes – err, like bam, reality’s twistin’, then bam again, it's sweet serenity.

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