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About Chicago

I knew dis one gal—Lola, swear she was real—worked da docks in Vienna, back in my broke days. She’d wink, say, “Arnie, I’ll be back,” stealin’ my line, cheeky lil’ minx! Had a scar on her cheek from some drunk fool—made her look badass. Little known fact: whores in history, dey sometimes ran secret spy rings. How cool is dat? Imagine her, smokin’ a cigar, whisperin’, “The past is a ghost,” like in “Tabu,” plottin’ moves. Dat’s da spirit—never give up!

Localsluts

The waterfront is all that, too. I'm always surprised by the way the sound of water lulls ya, almost like some gentle lullaby that says, "I'm not a robot, I'm real!" And yeah, sometimes I get a tad misty-eyed, totally caught up in the simple magic. Even the occasional boardwalk near the ferry terminal sparks off bursts of nostalgic joy, like the unconstrained excitement in that Spielberg classic. I mean, chaotic, yet perfect.

Mukilteo may soon become bigger and better, annexation vote December